Yan Chixia subconsciously reached for the Treasure Sword on his back. As everyone's eyes flickered, bracing for a fight to break out, Li Jing stepped forward with a smile. First, he glanced around leisurely before saying, "My friends, you have misunderstood!"
"I and my companions are followers of the Bull Head leader!"
"Due to years of secluded cultivation, we rarely venture out!"
"It's normal for you not to recognize us!"
Hearing Li Jing's explanation, the expressions of the ghosts relaxed slightly. To their knowledge, indeed several Loose Cultivators resided in Bull Head Ridge who practiced in seclusion and seldom interacted with the outside world.
If it was them, that would be normal.
Although Yan Chixia and the others did not know how Li Jing was aware of Bull Head Ridge, they still couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief. Fortunately, fortunately, fortunately...
