After some explanation, Lin Beichen finally understood the ins and outs of the matter.
It turned out that while meditating on the mountainside, unknowingly, five years had passed.
During these five years, the town had prospered under Chen Jie's governance, and the people lived and worked in peace and contentment.
However, in the past two years, the fields within the town were ravaged by a swarm of locusts, leading to no harvest and a decrease in the people's quality of life.
Close by, Qingping Town experienced similar circumstances, but their City Lord turned his eye towards this town. Just yesterday, the town was raided, and Chen Jie along with Sun Yanfeng and others were severely injured, unable to fully protect the populace.
"Daoist, the people are now so hungry that front chests stick to their backs, resorting to eating tree bark and Guanyin soil. We beseech you to descend the mountain and save the world!" The Daoist Child, with tear-stained cheeks, kept bowing.
