Although she wasn't speaking very loudly, Nan Qu's voice was heard by everyone in the noisy room, and some even felt a chill run down their spines and paused for a moment.
Just then, a man standing behind the village chief secretly threw a lit bottle over.
Behind them was a covered boat. If the wine in the bottle exploded, a large part of the covered boat would instantly catch fire. Although they could jump into the water, they would also be injured.
However, to everyone's surprise, as she passed Nanqu, she easily swept the wine bottle into the water with a hoe. The fire was extinguished instantly.
The next second, Nan Qu rushed into the crowd on the other side, pulled the person out, and kicked him into the water.
"Next time you try to pull a dirty trick, I won't just throw you into the water here."
The Nanqu opera's act of killing the chicken to scare the monkey not only made the villagers of Wushan Village dare not make any rash moves, but even the guests and staff behind them were dumbfounded.
The live stream audience was stunned for a long time before someone finally spoke:
Wow, so handsome!
Is this the aura of someone who can hold off ten thousand?
[Waaaa, my sister is so handsome!]
Sis, I'm sorry, I spoke too loudly just now.
I'm from the countryside too, and I've wielded a hoe before—no, let alone a hoe, even a stick isn't that light.
The key point is that she hit the bottle with a stick; logically, the bottle should have broken, right? Why did the bottle fly so far even though it wasn't broken?
[That one moment when she rushed into the crowd is enough to make me a fan for a long time, okay?]
Don't let her fancy words fool you. If it weren't for her, none of this mess would have happened. Besides, no matter how powerful she is, she's just one person. How could she possibly withstand an attack from hundreds of people in the village? She's just selfish!
However, no sooner had this person finished speaking than a dramatic scene unfolded.
One by one, the elderly men and women who had been sitting there came over and dragged their children away by twisting their ears. What was originally a large group of people was reduced to just a dozen or so.
It turns out that although the village chief had gathered the young people in the village and those who didn't know what had happened, some migrant workers also watched the live broadcast whenever they had time because it was the first time their village had been featured on a TV show.
One is a heartfelt sense of pride, which can also alleviate homesickness.
These people, who were not misled by the village chief and knew that something was amiss, all called their elders back home to ask. The elderly people in their families did not watch the live broadcast and only found out about the matter when their own children asked them.
They also knew that someone was trying to appease their saintly daughter. And their own children were there to stop them.
They were useless back then; they couldn't protect the saintess because they had things to worry about—they were all at an age where they had elderly parents and young children to care for, and they dared not gamble. But now it's different. They're old, and what are they willing to risk?
So, one by one, the old men and women, trembling, took their children away and then reappeared there, wanting to seek justice for the saintess.
However, when they arrived, the village chief and a dozen or so men had already been taken away by the police. Meanwhile, a group of soldiers hiding in the orchard couldn't help but ask their superior:
"Do we still need to use the past?"
The man in the lead rolled his eyes at his teammate: "Didn't you see it's over? The whole team went back."
Tsk tsk, his captain was worried that the woman would get hurt. With those moves, he might not even be able to beat her.
No, he had to find some time to ask the captain who this woman was.
Although the person was taken away, after the old men and women arrived, they couldn't help but start talking. They wanted to tell the story of the past few decades and give the Holy Maiden justice!
Director Li was very clever. Although these elderly people were speaking in their local dialect, he had already arranged for someone to put subtitles on the live stream, allowing everyone to get the first scoop.
I was also very glad that Nanqu discovered the truth. Although it was quite unbelievable, if they followed the story given by the village chief and spread the word for them, what difference would that be from aiding and abetting evil?
Nanqu was happy to see that the elders were no longer hiding anything and were telling her everything they knew. Wudi'er, your people have not forgotten you.
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