Caroline Edwin's gaze fell on the incredibly sharp sickle on the ground.
She kicked the sickle towards the Titus Brothers with an icy cold gaze and a wild aura, "You better keep this dangerous weapon safe; if it accidentally hurts you, that would be bad."
Hearing the hidden threat in her words, the Titus Brothers' lips moved, but they didn't say anything.
After this drama unfolded, everyone's mood cooled down, no longer as heated as before.
At this moment, the villagers watching the commotion saw two men rushing over with friendly greetings.
"Doc Fuller, Dr. Stuart."
Hearing their greetings, Caroline Edwin raised her head to look at the people striding towards them.
Blake wore a white gown, unbuttoned and untied, his steps hurried.
Underneath his gold-rimmed glasses, his phoenix eyes revealed a detectable anxiety.
"Are you alright?"
Seeing the injurious farm tools in the hands of the burly men, his eyes were filled with seriousness and coldness.
