"What is it? Just say it!" Lin Beichen said, clearly annoyed.
The old village chief pondered for a moment, then looked at Lin Beichen and said, "Once you're taken away by the soldiers tomorrow, neither I nor anyone else from the Daoist Temple will offer you any help. You'll have to rely on yourself for everything that follows."
"I want you to be clear about your situation. Don't have any illusions about us; you must depend solely on yourself."
"Understand my intentions in arranging things this way. I know it will be tough for you, and you might face some hardships, but you must hold on. Do you understand?"
Lin Beichen was stunned after hearing the old village chief's words.
Although he knew the old village chief wasn't that heartless, hearing these words still pained him greatly.
Despite his efforts to control his emotions, Lin Beichen's dissatisfaction had reached its peak.
This made it incredibly hard to endure; he never expected to face such a situation.
