Wu Liangchen was slightly taken aback, then shook his head and sighed softly. "I don't know either."
Wu Liangchen truly didn't know.
In this world of extraordinary martial arts, high-level Martial Artists never considered ordinary people their equals.
The gap between the two was so vast that it had practically created a reproductive barrier.
And this was the root of countless calamities.
Therefore, the most effective way to change all this was to restrain the greed of these high-level Martial Artists.
But that was far easier said than done.
At least for now, Wu Liangchen lacked the power to change the status quo.
Erya was downcast and didn't speak for a long time.
Old Man Bai, however, was used to the world's harsh realities and quickly composed himself.
"Let me drive the cart. You go inside and get some rest."
Old Man Bai felt for his son-in-law. He figured that after killing so many bandits yesterday, Wu Liangchen must be exhausted, so he proactively took the reins.
