There were only seventeen households in Konoha Village, and the distribution was quickly completed.
The villagers looked at the kind-hearted man in front of them, thanked him warmly, and had kind smiles on their faces.
"What a nice guy!"
"Good people will be rewarded, my lord. You will surely live a peaceful life!"
The villagers sighed.
Feng Xiaoyun saw that the time was almost right. He took out another hundred taels of silver, cleared his throat, raised the token in his hand, and said loudly: "My fellow villagers, I have a token in my hand. Whoever can tell me who it belongs to will get this hundred taels of silver!"
After saying this, he confidently waited for the villagers' response, but he didn't expect the scene to suddenly become quiet.
The villagers looked at the token in his hand, first in surprise, then in anger, and then they all rioted.
"It turns out this guy is a rich young master from Wanyue City!"
"You bastard, you actually dare to come to Konoha Village!"
"Go to hell! We don't want your money!"
"Get out! Get out of Konoha Village! You are not welcome here!"
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The villagers were furious and cursed. Dozens of silver bills were thrown at Feng Xiaoyun and scattered all over the ground!
Feng Xiaoyun was stunned.
What's going on? You don't even want money?
After all, he was the eldest son of the Feng family. How could he tolerate being insulted by the villagers? He exploded immediately.
"Shut up!"
Feng Xiaoyun roared, shaking the mountains and echoing.
Everyone's head was buzzing, their ears were ringing, their hearts were beating fast, and their faces were pale with fear.
The villagers of Konoha Village have never practiced martial arts, so how can they withstand the pressure from warriors?
Feng Xiaoyun just exuded a little bit of aura, and everyone present was shocked!
Everyone looked at Feng Xiaoyun in horror, a little at a loss.
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