Soldier's Sword Has a Soul Chapter 62

Damon stroked his back and changed the subject: "Oh, you know how to use several idioms again, you're really smart."

Zhi Xuan snorted. He knew Damon did it on purpose, but he didn't want to argue with him. He just opened his mouth and grabbed his collar, grinding it with his teeth. Zhi Xuan used to bite his neck when he was unhappy, but now he bit his collar. None of the collars of his few decent clothes were intact, and they were uneven as if they were bitten by a dog.

The Erqie youth led them into the village. The busy men, women, old and young in the village all stopped what they were doing and stared at them. Most of the people here may have never seen anyone from outside Kunlun Mountain in their lives. The village was in turmoil, with all kinds of eyes converging on them, some curious, some full of hostility.

A white-haired old man with a cane walked out of the tree house of the thickest and largest tree.

The young man pointed at Damon and others and spoke their language to the old man.