C169 (2/2)

The two left the vicinity of the basement in large strides. They quickly walked towards the slums that Treadmill had mentioned earlier.

The slum wasn't too far away from the basement where the magic ring was located. The two of them only walked for half an hour before arriving in front of the slums they had tried to talk about.

In this world, no matter how prosperous a place was, there would always be some poor people living there. This place was naturally no exception.

When the magic ring and Fang Jin arrived at the slums, they immediately saw the ragged and emaciated children standing at the slums' entrance.

All of these children had confused looks on their faces. The so-called happiness of childhood could not be found on them at all.

Seeing this scene, Fang Jin and the Storage Ring exchanged glances and sighed.

This kind of situation was quite common in China, but they couldn't do anything about it. After all, this situation couldn't be changed by just one or two people.

Shaking his head, Fang Jin suppressed the chaotic thoughts in his mind. He glanced at the magic ring beside him and said softly, ”Magic ring, let's go and find that little Shaman.”

”Right.” The magic ring nodded slightly and looked deeply at the confused children. At this moment, it withdrew its gaze and without any hesitation, it started to move towards the location indicated by the magic ring.

The two of them quickly walked forward. After passing by an intersection, they finally found the little Shaman's residence.

A flash of light appeared in Fang Jin's eyes. She saw Fang Jin take a deep breath and look at the magic ring before extending his hand and slowly pushing open the door to the house.

With a creaking sound, the door was opened. The scene in the courtyard also appeared before Fang Jin's eyes.

The courtyard wasn't very big, and the facilities inside were very simple as well. It was just a stone table and a few stone stools. It was hard to imagine that the little Shaman of the Shaman Sect would actually live in such a place.

After all, the little Shaman from the Shaman Sect could be considered to be a capable individual. It was extremely easy for someone like him to use the power in his hands to gain some power.

As Fang Jin was puzzled, he couldn't help but turn to look at the magic ring beside him. At this moment, the magic ring was also looking at him with a puzzled expression.

It was obvious that the magic ring had thought of the same thing as Fang Jin, thinking that it was too incredible for a little Shaman to live here.

”Is he trying to deceive us?” The Storage Ring looked at Fang Jin beside him and could not help but speak softly.

Fang Jin pondered for a few seconds, and then gently shook his head, saying, ”It shouldn't be right, because deceiving us won't benefit us in any way. On the contrary, let us deal with the little shaman, and that is what we really want to see. ”Let's go. Don't think too much about it. Let's go in and meet this little Shaman.”

After Fang Jin said this, he no longer had any hesitation. He lifted his foot and strode into the courtyard.

Just as he stepped into the courtyard, he had only taken a few steps when a cold voice rang out beside his ear.

”You two have guts to run over here!”

Following this cold voice, a figure suddenly appeared in front of Fang Jin and the magic ring.

Regardless of whether it was Fang Jin or their magic rings, the two of them could not clearly see how this fella appeared.

The two of them could not help but look at each other. They could see the solemness in each other's eyes.

Neither Fang Jin nor her magic ring were fools. The two of them knew clearly in their hearts that this middle-aged man had appeared before them without their being able to see him clearly. This was enough to prove the other party's strength.

Lightly taking in a breath, Fang Jin suppressed the shock in her heart. She stared at the middle-aged man who had suddenly appeared in front of her and asked in a deep voice, ”You are the little Shaman of the Shamanism?”

”Why ask when you already know the answer?” The middle-aged man snorted, ”Although I don't know who the two of you are, judging from the aura that you two emit, I think you two must have fought with one of our Shaman Sect members. In that case, you are the enemies! ”

The moment the words left his mouth, the little Shaman took out a small drum and started beating it rapidly. The small drum in his hand was the magical equipment of the Shaman Cult, the Shaman Drum.

Seeing this scene, Fang Jin's expression changed. Without thinking, he shouted, ”Be careful!”

The moment the Storage Ring saw the little Shaman appear, it was already on guard. Without any hesitation, it immediately brandished the staff in its hand and rushed towards the little Shaman.