Xia Wenjin's voice was crisp, yet it carried a penetrating quality.
Beside him, Huangfu Jingchen's presence grew heavy, his gaze swept across, and the villagers suddenly felt as though winter had descended upon them, their backs chilling. Those who met Huangfu Jingchen's eyes felt as though their very life force had been frozen, unable to move. Only when he shifted his gaze did the pressure lift.
Such imposing authority, if not for the fact that he was indeed a government officer, where would such presence come from?
Wang Dazhu dared not utter a single word of objection!
Those villagers who secretly wanted to slip away with Wang Dazhu to send Aunt Wang to the River God were also frightened; if anyone acted, the entire River Mouth Village people would suffer collectively, who would dare move?
Yet, these villagers still felt uneasy in their hearts.
