Dong He was beaten up.
News traveled fast. Even if Elder Nan had stepped in to handle and cover up the issue as best he could, many people had already heard about what happened.
"Have you heard? Dong He was only officially listed for two days before getting into huge trouble. He cooked someone's pet beast!"
"Hehe, everyone knows this already. With a little soy sauce, vinegar, and a few cloves of garlic, it'll be the tastiest lunch one could ever ask for. It smelled so great back then that half of the association could smell it."
"I heard that when the owner regained consciousness, he began fighting Dong He."
"If I were him, I'd beat Dong He up too."
Dong He was standing still with his face covered in bruises. He didn't dare to sit down.
Sitting across the table were his sister and brother-in-law, both wearing icy expressions.
