"Master, I found an old lady collapsed in the forest. I tried to wake her up, but she wouldn't respond. When I looked closer, I discovered she had passed away recently. Do you want to take a look?"
The young girl knew her master often did good deeds, so she dared to speak up.
Lin Beichen, although wounded by the Mountain Spirit, was not seriously hurt but still felt a bit strained.
His own injuries hadn't healed yet, and now this incident occurred.
Even though he was a kind-hearted person, he couldn't handle everything.
Moreover, his health wasn't good, yet he needed to help others.
So Lin Beichen said, "You don't need to worry about the old lady's matter, and I won't be getting involved."
The young girl was puzzled as to why Lin Beichen didn't want to help this time.
But when she saw the wounds on Lin Beichen, she understood.
The Daoist Temple's tranquility was conducive to Lin Beichen's healing.
However, at this moment, people came causing trouble.
