Her body began to tremble slightly again.
"Listen," Chen Ye's voice softly sounded by her ear, "the fat man laughing the loudest is Wei Cheng."
He paused, adding another sentence:
"He is also one of the culprits forcing peach farmers like your Lin family into a corner."
Lin Jin showed no reaction, though she learned from Chen Ye's mouth about this person harming the peach farmers.
But the girl had been paralyzed at home for years, making it naturally difficult for her to empathize immediately.
Chen Ye hesitated for a moment, glanced down at Lin Jin's pretty little face, gently stroked her long hair, and said softly:
"If it weren't for the presence of the Wei family, represented by Wei Cheng, Jin'er's previous days wouldn't have been so miserable. How could I bear for my disciple to suffer grievances? Master came this time also to avenge Jin'er."
It increasingly felt like he was coaxing a little girl.
