"Jiang Wuhen is here again! Jiang Wuhen is here again!" Warning shouts could be heard from all around the village. A bunch of young people came rushing over with their faces full of anger. The other people behind them quickly closed their doors, as if fearful of a weasel entering their houses to steal their chickens.
Very quickly, the angry mob encircled Ling Chuxi, Ling Yichen and Jiang Wuhen.
"It seems like your popularity is not that great," said Ling Chuxi with a smile. Such a situation arising was not the least bit surprising to Ling Chuxi. This Jiang Wuhen was practically a rascal. Wherever he went, there would never be peace. Now, it looks like he had even caused trouble all the way here. His demonic paw stretched quite far indeed.
"I never thought that everyone here would be so welcoming," said Jiang Wuhen as he wiped his sweat nervously with a guilty smile.
