Just as Lin Shan was about to persuade her, something large and dirty flew over and landed on her newly-tailored clothes with a smack!
A foul smell quickly spread.
It was cow dung!
"Ah! Little brats, I'll kill you all!"
Lin Shan's lips were trembling, and she was so angry that her eyebrows were vertical. She rolled up her sleeves and rushed over, wanting to teach Qiu Xingyuan and Qiu Xingqiao a lesson, but she was stopped by Qiu Tong.
"Qiu Tong, look at these ingrates. What are you keeping them for?"
Lin Shan glared hatefully at the brats. "We might as well sell them and exchange them for some money!"
"If you like to sell children so much, why don't you sell your own children?"
With a cold face, Qiu Tong smirked. "Speaking of money… when are you going to return the money you swindled from me?"
"What… what are you talking about?"
