East Field County.
Green peak Village.
A tavern that usually only saw a handful of people drinking.
Today, however, it was buzzing with unusual activity.
An old man and a simple-minded boy were managing the bustling business.
His name was Wu Dong, and although he was only sixteen this year,
his physique was exceptionally brawny, standing at about one hundred eighty centimeters.
His muscles were prominent and extraordinarily firm.
If it weren't for the few strands of fluff on the corners of his mouth, others might really mistake him for a robust thirty-year-old man.
He was exceptionally strong.
Everyone in and around the village knew that he possessed innate divine strength.
At the age of six, to save a village companion, he killed an ironclad ox with his bare fists.
Although an ironclad ox was a low-level demon beast, even adults were no match for it,
let alone a six-year-old boy.
