The villagers, swept by this gaze, couldn't help but take a step back. Some had already exclaimed, "It definitely wasn't me. I was sleeping at home yesterday!"
"It wasn't me either. I was at the village chief's house yesterday."
"I was sleeping yesterday. My wife can testify!"
...
Butcher Zhang snapped out of his trance, murmuring, "No, impossible, it can't be from outside the window."
"It's impossible for them!" Xia Wenjin chuckled, "After all, they don't possess such skills yet." She gestured, "Come over and take a look."
She exchanged a glance with Huangfu Jingchen, then flashed a radiant smile, almost like a flirtatious wink. Huangfu Jingchen pursed his lips; dammit, he actually understood what that look meant.
The village chief, the villagers, and Butcher Zhang all followed Xia Wenjin into the house.
Xia Wenjin opened the window and let them look outside.
Some felt dizzy at the sight.
