"Hard to say." The old beggar chuckled: "But don't worry, that demon was hit by a mud pellet mixed with black dog blood, breaking its cultivation. It will surely leave a wound on its face that cannot heal. Little brother, if you encounter someone with a round black scar on their face in the future, pay extra attention."
"Oh." Qin Yuesheng nodded.
As soon as Eldest Granny Wen disappeared, the household servants immediately rushed forward to lift the unconscious Master Sun from the ground.
"Master? Master?"
Amidst the calls, Master Sun slowly opened his eyes.
"Where am I? What happened to me?" Feeling pain on his forehead, Master Sun quickly reached out to touch it, finding his hand covered in mud and blood.
The household servants recounted everything that had happened to Master Sun.
