Zhang San glanced around and couldn't help but laugh.
Just as he suspected, half of these people had issues.
Although when talking to him, many showed no signs of any problems.
But at this moment, they hardly resembled humans at all.
They all seemed transformed by the power of the Outer God.
Zhang San asked Long Tao, "These people should be followers of the Outer God then. What about you? Have you become a follower too?"
Long Tao looked at Zhang San and shook his head.
"I haven't become a follower of the Outer God. I'm tired and no longer wish to be involved in these matters. Initially, I just wanted to earn some money to establish a family business for Xue Lihong in the Southern Chen. If in the future Long Bo and I fail, and she can't seize the grasslands, she would have a refuge in the south."
"Forget it, I've said so much, but since you've discovered everything, I have no choice but to send you on your way. Zhang San, do you have any last words before dying?"
