"Then why don't you go and approach Yuwen Sheng to steal Jiulong?"
Each of them carried a packet of Mongolian and Han medicine. Whoever had the opportunity to be alone with Yuwen Sheng would throw powder at him to knock him unconscious and steal the Nine-Dragon Mechanism Box.
Dan Bian was even more guilty now: "Didn't we agree from the beginning that you would be responsible for stealing, and I would be responsible for cleaning up the mess and sending the mechanism box away?"
Zheng Quchi: "..." You're so high and mighty, so arrogant, you're working for the organization, but you're only working for her!
She confirmed once again that this plastic partner was unreliable.
"I've arrived. I'll go home and fix the house first. I'll contact you again if anything comes up."
Upon seeing the stone slab bridge in Hegou Village, she decisively jumped off the cart, bid farewell to the other enthusiastic craftsmen traveling with her, and then, without looking back, carried her trunk back to the village.
Although the Sang family was poor and dilapidated, at least she had this home, and she was no longer a lonely person; she had a home to return to.
Full of anticipation for Brother Sang and Sister Sang's expressions upon seeing her return safely, she quickened her pace.
But as soon as we arrived at the village entrance, we heard the cheerful singing of children ahead.
"Little beggar, eats swill, lives in a pigsty, has no house, no home, no father, no mother, ha ha ha..."
She frowned, finding the lyrics utterly offensive, wondering whose child was playing such a wicked game.
When she got closer, she saw her own daughter, Sang Yaomei, trembling like a cub, lying on the ground, being pulled by the hair by several older children who were spewing sand into her eyes. She was crying and screaming in pain, while the children clapped and laughed maliciously.
Upon seeing this, Zheng Quchi was so angry that his eyes burned with rage.
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