Qin Xian then asked, "So what does the government plan to do?"

"The authorities can only search one by one at the city's exits. The shopkeeper also said that these days, lost children are probably never found again. Why don't we wait a couple more days and see if there's any news from the authorities?"

They all nodded in agreement.

The family who lost their child that afternoon went to Qinling's room and made a huge scene.

"Village chief, you can't just ignore this! You're our village chief, you can't just abandon us!"

Qin Ling was furious upon hearing this.

"When did I say I wouldn't care? We've already contacted them, reported it to the authorities, what more do you want from me?"

The villagers shouted, "What? Of course we should go out and look for them! How can we wait at the inn?"

Qin Ling slammed his fist on the table in anger.

"Go out to look for them? You actually know how to go out to look for them? We haven't eaten anything all morning and have been running around the city all morning. What have you been doing? You've been waiting in the inn! What? You can wait, but I can't?"

He was heartbroken by this group of people.

“I’m just your village chief, not your parents! I could have set off for the resettlement area immediately, but I’m waiting here for the sake of the children. Don’t think that just because I’m the village chief I should help you!”

He glared angrily at the crowd.

"Once we get to the resettlement site, everyone might be scattered, and I won't be your village chief anymore. At that point, everyone's on their own!"

The villagers panicked when they heard Qin Ling say that; they were used to searching for Qin Ling.

I feel like I can just contact him if I need anything, and I don't have to worry about anything else.

Qinling suddenly abandoned them, and they felt like they had lost their pillar of support...