38 Rest 4 (1/2)

Walking closer to the village chief, Xiao Musheng asked.

”Why are you waiting here, village chief? You can just call me if you need to talk. Come in, it's cold here.” (XM)

The village chief, Zhang Wen, was not a cultivator, he was a normal old man. Wearing old clothes and a walking stick in his hand, the long-bearded old man was sitting on top of a rock.

”Ohh. I'm not so old that I can't walk anymore and it's not that cold.” (ZW)

Xiao Musheng helped the old man up and led him inside the hunter HQ. Inside a room, they sat facing each other. Xiao Musheng made tea for the old man and himself. As he served the tea, he asked the old man.

”So, what is it?” (XM)

Zhang Wen took a sip of the tea.

”Nothing important, just want to tell you the cooks for the feast are already decided. The ingredients for the feast is already prepared, right?” (ZW)

”Of course. Please tell them to pick it up from the Lu.” (XM)

”I'll tell them.” (ZW)

The old man took another sip of the tea with no signs of standing up.

”Is there anything else, chief?” (XM)

”Actually, yes.” (ZW)

Zhang Wen stopped drinking and straighten up, his face serious. Xiao Musheng also grew serious.

”I'm sure you know that there is a disciple recruiting event in two months from now at the Firehowl city, right?” (ZW)

Hearing what Zhang Wen said, Xiao Musheng expression hardened. Of course, he knew. How could he not know?

”I'm planning to send children from the village to participate in the event. I hope you will company them on the trip, can you do it?” (ZW)