Living With My Lady Boss

"That's right. Why would the divine use a mortal body as a sacrifice anyway? I think we shouldn't make things difficult for the children. If we sincerely pray for rain, we will surely receive the favor of the Dragon Lord. Rain will definitely come."

Everyone gave their opinions, and almost everyone believed that the children should not be sacrificed. They felt like they should look for another way to offer sacrifices to the Dragon Lord. The beautiful and slim woman shot a glance at Stetson, and she looked frustrated.

Stetson glanced menacingly at everyone and eventually fixed his gaze on Wilbur. He quickly walked over and said, "You don't look familiar, buddy. You're not a local resident of the Stream Village, are you?"

Wilbur was stunned to hear that and replied, "That's right, I'm not. I'm only a passerby and saw your sacrificial ritual, but since this is against the will of the Dragon Lord, please have mercy on the children."noveldrama

"Um..." Stetson muttered.

He looked troubled to hear that. Wilbur could tell that Stetson had another motive, but it was not too late to turn things around. Wilbur believed that no father with a good conscience was willing to kill their children.

"The children are innocent, sir," said Wilbur softly.

Suddenly, an elderly man with white hair approached. He sized Wilbur up, then his eyes widened in shock as he exclaimed, "He... He's a cultivator! This guy just used demonic magic to confuse everyone. Don't trust him! Quickly, tie him up so he can't use his hands to cast any more evil spells."

A few strong villagers rushed forward with ropes when they heard that, attempting to tie Wilbur up. Wilbur quickly spoke up, "Wait! Why don't you believe me?"

The elderly man trembled all over, pointing at Wilbur, and said, "You evil cultivator! Don't you know our village hasn't had rain for three years? If the Dragon Lord really cared about us, it would have rained long ago. We were planning to sacrifice boys and girls for the Dragon Lord's favor. We'll be blessed with rain if the Dragon Lord is happy, but we didn't expect that you'd interrupt our plan. You interrupted our sacrifice, and this would offend the Dragon Lord. You can't be forgiven! Get him!"

Wilbur felt helpless, thinking that the villagers were too foolish. He said, "I have a way to ask for rain. Just give me a chance, and as long as you don't hurt the children, I can help you."

Stetson turned to look at the elderly man and said, "Chief..."

The old village chief exchanged a glance with Stetson and said, "Alright, we agree, but we'll have to tie you up for now since you've offended the Dragon Lord. You'll ask for rain, and we'll discuss it first. We'll give you an answer tomorrow."

Wilbur saw a muscular villager hitting the woman who protected her daughter. That man scolded, "This is all your fault! Look at the cultivator you attracted! Ugh!" "Stop it. Let go of me now and I'll ask for rain immediately," said Wilbur.

"You should rest for now because we need to discuss this matter. We'll give you an answer tomorrow," he said.

Wilbur was afraid that the muscular man would hit the woman to death, so he said, "Alright, it's a deal, but you can't hit her no matter what. I promise to ask for a downpour. This has nothing to do with them."

"Fine, as you wish," he said.

Soon, Wilbur was surrounded by the crowd, and he was sent to a room. The two women brought some bread, roasted chicken, and wine in the afternoon. They wanted to thank Wilbur for saving their children.

"Thanks for helping us, sir. We brought something for you. Please go ahead and enjoy," they said.

"Thanks," said Wilbur.

Wilbur ate the food and drank the wine brought by the two, then fell into a deep sleep. He did not know how long he had been asleep until he heard a rooster crowing outside, which finally woke him up.