It was a local village.
Li Rong, along with her group of over 50 men, were crammed inside a wooden house.
The doors and windows were tightly shut making the inside of the wooden house dark and gloomy.
Outside the house were people dressed in armor and carrying all sorts of weapons.
Like bandits and marauders, they had the house completely surrounded.
"Li Rong, stop resisting. If you keep this up, your big brother is going to get angry, and what happens next will be more than just taking your men's lives."
The man at the front was speaking loudly with an extraordinarily rampant tone.
Li Rong peered through the cracks in the wooden window, looking at those outside, her eyes filled with murderous intent.
She'd received news a few days ago that anyone who could provide a certain amount of food to this village could annex it.
Li Rong had abundant resources and had been worrying about a shortage of labor.
