There were already many commoners in the capital who were planning to build a golden body for Liu Sanniang to praise her.
People had even started to call her Goddess Liu.
Tears streamed down Mrs. Lin's face as she clenched her fists. "Why did she ignore the lives of so many people? She made us lose our daughter and let that beast humiliate them."
They had lost their daughter and their hearts were in pain. If they did not have an outlet to vent their anger, they did not know when this scar would heal.
In their hearts, they were most unwilling to blame themselves. Therefore, if they could push the blame to others, they would do it with good conscience.
Mrs. Zhou said, "Liu Sanniang has already gained fame and fortune. Do you know how much her talismans cost? A thousand taels each, hehe… If she subdued that beast early, how could she make so much money?"
