"Who are you guys? What are you trying to do?"
The villagers in the village asked in confusion.
How could the underworld care about the villagers' voices?!
They picked up the thick wooden sticks in their hands and started to smash them on the tables crazily. The bowls and chopsticks on the tables all fell down and fell to the ground, breaking into several pieces with a crackling sound.
The villagers looked at these people and realized that they were not easy to deal with. They quickly gathered together. Seeing that these big men's real target was not them, the villagers quickly found a loophole and ran out of the Yun family's courtyard.
"Yun family's third son, don't hide in your room like a turtle."
The leader of the group of burly men had made such a loud noise, but no one came out. He could only raise his voice and call out to the people who had been hiding in the room.
