"I don't know, I've never left the village in my life, so I'm not sure what surrounds it."
Xia Liu said honestly, then proactively asked, "Uncle, why did they burn my village, why did they take everyone away?"
"Just call me Uncle Meng, you're still young, there are some things you don't know."
Uncle Meng gestured for Xia Liu to look at the villagers around them, "These friends all fled with me."
"Is it because of those people emitting the black gas?"
"Yes! The disaster they brought upon us is immense."
"Why did this happen?"
Xia Liu was close to the truth, just a bit more, and Uncle Meng would definitely not hesitate to say.
"I don't know the specific reason either, but I heard that every ten years, evil cultivators capture the residents within the sea area, as for where they are taken, no one knows."
