"You're not from Baiyang Village, are you?"
The butcher looked at Bai Xiqin and Zhao Mimi with a sinister smile on his face full of fat.
Behind him, everyone looked at Bai Xiqin and Zhao Mimi with the gaze of looking at food.
Whether young or old, child or elder, they all had the same expression.
Before Bai Xiqin could speak, a boy behind the butcher spoke up.
"Definitely not, I've never seen them before! Butcher Wang, what are you waiting for, hurry up!"
A boy with green glowing eyes looked eagerly at Bai Xiqin and Zhao Mimi.
It seemed like he was about to rush over immediately.
Saliva, or perhaps a transparent liquid, seemed to be dripping from the corner of his mouth as he smiled wickedly.
"Heh, even if they're from Baiyang Village, we're not afraid of their crowd of weaklings!"
"Exactly, we've been pretending for so long, it's time to show them our village's strength!"
