"All of you, scram! What's there to see? Scram!"
He shooed the crowd off like flies. Despite his unpleasant time with the Liu Family, he was still capable of spending money, which the peasants couldn't compare to.
Seeing him like this, the villagers merely laughed and walked away.
...
Soon, Liu Baixiao saw Manghuang Mountain, which was nearly cleaned up. As it was noon, a few men were preparing to go home for lunch before continuing work.
Noticing Liu Baixiao approaching, they pointed and whispered about him before leaving.
This left Liu Baixiao feeling humiliated, itching to turn around and leave. However, knowing his son was still hiding somewhere, he clenched his teeth and continued walking towards Manghuang Mountain.
"Sangsang, Sangsang, look at that man. Isn't that Liu Baixiao?" Lin Changhong, spotting Liu Baixiao in the distance, shouted to his sister.
The man who had not visited for almost a decade was now here. This was truly strange.
