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Zhao An couldn't help but furrow his brow.
Indeed, if an ordinary person were to hear that there was a divine figure residing in Zhao Family Village, they would undoubtedly question the authenticity of such claims unless they had prior knowledge. They would likely seek to uncover the truth behind it. It seemed this young man was highly suspicious.
However, when Yun Yi had instructed the acceptance of the homeless, Zhao An had already resolved not to conceal the secret of the divine being any longer. Given the increasing number of refugees, it had become nearly impossible to keep this secret under wraps. Moreover, that holy presence was not hidden away in a secluded chamber; in fact, the Holy Figure roamed around Zhao Family Village every day.
Those who were observant could easily catch glimpses of the divine figure through careful observation. Therefore, the fact that a deity resided within Zhao Family Village could be allowed to spread naturally. Mentioning it occasionally wouldn’t draw much suspicion. After all, most people who had never witnessed it with their own eyes would only harbor doubts about whether Zhao Family Village was deliberately spreading rumors to deceive others.
Nonetheless, even if they no longer concealed this information, Zhao An was unwilling to allow any infiltrators sent by external enemies to remain within their midst. He needed to know what that person looked like.
He nodded in acknowledgment and provided a detailed description of the individual he had seen. After finishing, he displayed a flattering smile and asked, "Zhao An, is it true that there is a divine being residing in Zhao Family Village?"
Zhao An smiled lightly and nodded affirmatively.
Absolutely true.
For a moment, Shi Bu An was left dumbfounded, his face flushed red, his mouth moving several times but unable to utter a word. Zhao An gently shook his head and turned to Zhao Yun beside him, saying, "Yun'er, bring that suspicious scout to see me. Please be cautious and avoid unnecessary actions."
Zhao Yun nodded slightly, gripping the Ya Jiao Qiang as he made his way directly toward the village entrance.
Near the porridge shop, Gao Shun was crouched in the densest part of the crowd, tasked with listening for information. Occasionally, he would pose one or two questions, but whenever he mentioned the immortal, those around him either fell silent or shook their heads in ignorance. It was understandable; after all, according to Gao Shun's inquiries, most of these Famine had only recently arrived at Zhao Family Village and were completely unaware of the village's secrets.
Gao Shun sighed softly. It seemed that merely questioning the Famine would yield little information about the immortal. However, he was certain of one thing: there was indeed something unusual about Zhao Family Village. In fact, Gao Family's northern expedition was not primarily aimed at Zhao Family Village itself but rather to investigate the rumors circulating in the village about an immortal's arrival. Even offerings of horses and goods from Brother Dian were meant to be presented to this immortal.
Thus, without personally confirming the identity of the immortal, he would not easily suggest that Gao Family intended to seek refuge there.
Just as he was pondering this in his mind, the surrounding Famine quietly dispersed. Unbeknownst to him, a circle had formed around him composed of robust men wielding weapons from Zhao Jia Zhuang Village.
"What do you want?" Gao Shun asked, feeling surprised but managing to remain remarkably calm as he surveyed his surroundings.
Zhao Yun stepped out from the crowd and clasped his hands in a respectful gesture. "My name is Zhao Yun. May I ask how I should address you, Noble Person?"
"I am Gao Shun. What do you mean by this?" Gao Shun responded, puzzled.
"Have I not received any porridge?" he asked. "If not, I can repay it all."
Zhao Yun smiled slightly. "It's a misunderstanding. As long as you are a visitor, you can enjoy a warm bowl of sweet porridge at Zhao Family Village."
He then shifted his tone to a serious one. "However, we have received reports suggesting that you might be an undercover agent."
Gao Shun's heart skipped a beat. "An undercover agent? Who has falsely accused me of being an outsider?"
He quickly recalled the person who had suddenly disappeared after taking a large portion of horse meat, their face revealing a hint of treachery.
Despite Zhao Family Village's wariness towards outsiders, Gao Shun did not feel panic. The fact that they had yet to take action against him meant there was still an opportunity to dispel their doubts.
Thus, Gao Shun immediately clarified his stance. "I am not a spy, but I have indeed heard rumors about the immortals in Zhao Family Village. I would like to request an audience."
"Please provide me with sufficient reason," Zhao Yun said, gazing intently into Gao Shun's eyes. "You must understand that we are not ordinary people. Without a legitimate reason, it is difficult to disturb the Immortal Sir's tranquility based solely on mere words."
Gao Shun contemplated this and nodded in agreement with Zhao Yun's statement. Indeed, asking for an audience in front of such beings felt somewhat abrupt.
However, since Brother Dian Wei had sent him to seek out the immortal, it implied that the immortal must have some connection or relationship with the Gao Family.
Considering this, Gao Shun decided to partially reveal the truth: "It was my brother Dian Wei who asked me to find this Immortal Sir."
Upon hearing the name Dian Wei, Zhao Yun visibly paused for a moment before signaling Zhuang Min to lift the encirclement and said warmly, "Oh, so you are a friend of Brother Dian Wei. This misunderstanding is quite significant; it's surprising that our own brothers would suspect each other."
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