Because of tomorrow and death, they didn't know which would come first.
Before that, they felt like chickens in a coop, never knowing when they would be pulled out and killed by the native people of the Black Triangle Village.
But now, things had changed for the better—the Taoist master had arrived and killed more than a dozen natives, giving them a glimmer of hope.
The hope of life!
Taoist Jing Xuan quickly walked over to a middle-aged woman who was battered and nearly lifeless.
He looked at the little girl who was sobbing uncontrollably and utterly frightened.
Taoist Jing Xuan patted her on the back.
"Fear not, little girl, it will be alright. Could you step aside so I can treat your mother?"
Although the girl didn't know this Taoist, she had just seen him kill the bad men.
So she knew he was a good person.
She nodded and stepped aside.
With hopeful eyes, the little girl watched Taoist Jing Xuan and asked, "Uncle Taoist, can my mother be saved?"
