"No need to sit." Old Xue snorted, his face still somewhat sour. "If you like making people kneel, go ahead and ask someone else. The two behind you will definitely be more beautiful than the other. Just don't bother my little girl again next time."
After saying that, he waved to Su Hua while carrying the ginseng, "Girl, let's hurry home and make ginseng chicken soup."
Su Hua couldn't help but chuckle; the old man's words had insulted all three of them at once.
"Wait!" Jun Qingcheng raised her hand to stop the person. "Old Xue is Old Xue, and Miss Su is Miss Su. Old Xue is from the no-man's-land of Divine Doctor Valley, but Miss Su and her family are people of Dayu. As long as they are people of Dayu, they must abide by the rules of Dayu!"
Old Xue frowned as he listened. "What do you mean by 'not being a person of Yu the Great'? Stop giving me all this convoluted nonsense. If this old man wants to leave, no one can stop me!"
"Is that so?" Jun Qingcheng smiled coldly and waved her hand behind her.
More than thirty people shrouded in black robes jumped out from behind the house in the mountains, and in the blink of an eye, they had completely surrounded Elder Xue and the Su family.
Old Master Xue stared at the soft sword at the waist of the man in black, his beard bristling with rage. "You little brat, how dare you bully my disciple like this! Even if everyone in your Yan Prince's Mansion is wiped out, don't even think about asking me, Xue Buhuan, to take action again!"
Jun Qingcheng did not respond, but waved to the leader of the secret guards.
Sizzle!
The sounds of swords being drawn rose in tandem.
A series of chilling glints flashed by.
The villagers trembled at the sight. The bolder ones grabbed hoes and rakes from the ground and walked up to the Su family, while the timid ones covered their eyes, unable to bear the sight of the bloody scene.
Just as tensions were rising, a loud shout rang out from the mountain path, "Imperial edict has arrived—"
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