However, everyone worried for a long time, but in the end, nothing happened.

Shang De lifted the black skin and the flower monkey up, and everyone saw that there was a teenage boy pressed under the two of them, and the boy lay on the ground and did not move, as if he was asleep, and he was wearing a very expensive beast brocade robe, but it was tattered.

"You two bastards, what are you calling the eighth master, it scared us, isn't this just a little baby!" a big red-bearded man scolded after spitting on the ground.

"What kind of bastard is this, who doesn't sleep in the middle of the night and comes out to hang out?" someone used a torch to shine on the young man's face.

"Yo, look at him dressed like a noble kid. ”

"Why did the children of the nobility come to our mountain?" the flower monkey did not blush at all at the accusations of the others, glad that he did not have to continue patrolling, and deliberately showed great interest in the 'savior' who appeared out of nowhere.

"Who knows, maybe he wants to go into the mountains to hunt demonic beasts?" Of course, Heipi didn't want to leave, huddled in the crowd, the curious expression on his face was a little exaggerated, afraid that someone would find out that he was delaying time.

"Fart, he's still hunting monsters like this, why don't you say that he wants to go into the mountains and die!" the monkey scolded.

"Maybe he's self-righteous, aren't all nobles like that—high up and self-righteous. Blackskin defended, "What now?"

"It's not easy,?