"What are all you people here for?"
"With sickles and hoes, are you here at Qinghe Bay to help with work? It's not harvest time yet."
"If you're here to cause trouble, you'll have to step over me."
As the village chief, Liu Tieshan stood firmly at the front without hesitation.
He jumped off the donkey cart and came in front of the crowd, scanning the young men at the front who were carrying hoes and sickles, putting on a calm demeanor, with a tone of seriousness and sternness.
"Who are you? We're not talking to you."
"Don't block the way. We're looking for the Qinghe Bay Village Chief."
The two young men standing in front rolled up their sleeves, showing their muscles.
Liu Tieshan choked on his words.
Not everyone in the villages surrounding Qinghe Bay knew about the changes in leadership at Qinghe Bay, just like these two young men who spoke first and didn't know Liu Tieshan is now the village chief of Qinghe Bay.
