Just as Sikong Jing's mind was dazed... thump thump thump.
At the entrance of the small thatched hut, heavy footsteps came, and then a sturdy figure walked in from outside and directly said: "Yinlu, the village elders have something to discuss with you..."
With those words, the sturdy figure entered Sikong Jing's field of vision.
The man was male, and his entire body was also covered in scales, similar to the young girl's silver-white fish scales but gray-white, and his face was also covered in gray scales.
However, the features beneath the scales were very clear.
This gray-scaled man's age looked to be around thirty.
He was, of course, wearing clothes, but they also appeared very old.
And he had two small fleshy horns on his head, more clearly visible than the young girl's due to his short hair.
