Chapter 420 — A Great Terror
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 4 of 4
Xuan Shengwu breathed a sigh of relief and laughed. "Good that he died, good that he died. That fellow was always making trouble over nothing, forever railing at the world, dragging us off to do this and that — a thorough nuisance."
The Village Head had meant to float out and greet old acquaintances, but at these words he froze and said nothing, sulking.
Suddenly a voice came from underground, crying: "Tuxing, chief of the Earthwalking God-clan... Ow!"
The earth shook, and a tousled head popped up before the estate gate, a great bloody lump swelling on it, the face furious: "Which heartless wretch refined even the stones so hard?"