"What a pity, we missed a great opportunity!" Xunfeng clenched his right fist and punched it in frustration.
Bai Xie said indifferently, "It's not my Hua Chang Le's fault for missing the opportunity. Who told someone to let the opportunity slip away from their direction without paying attention?"
Xunfeng glared at him angrily: "How dare you! Do you think you can stop him if he wants to run over there?"
Bai Xie spread his hands: "I can't stop them! But what are you good for if the enemy gets in front of a weak support character like me?"
"Me!" Xunfeng was speechless.
The caged bird sighed helplessly and shook its head: "Swift Wind, why do you always lose arguments with him, and why do you always get provoked into arguing back? You can't persuade him, you just can't persuade him!"
Bai Xie casually changed the subject: "Alright, at least now we know that guy isn't without weaknesses. Let's deal with the one in front of us first."
All eyes turned to the two people opposite them.
“Xu Jinan, Mr. Xu, you should tell us a good story about this village.”
Xu Jinan sighed deeply and spoke. His aged voice transported everyone back sixty years.
Sixty years ago—
Xu Jinan, who had just turned thirty, brought his wife here after a long journey to escape his enemies.
At that time, this place was not called Jinchan Village. There was only a broken stone tablet stuck in the grass at the mountain pass, with the words "Wucun" written on it.
The village, true to its name, is a desolate and uninhabited place, surrounded by barren mountains and bad waters.
No one could have imagined that everything that followed would begin in this desolate place.
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Ah... We have guests at home...
Speechless stares, restless unease, inexplicable silence, constant awkwardness, trepidation—it's like being in a living hell...
I want to lift the coffin lid, lie down inside, and say, "Do not disturb."
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