Jiang Yue and Xue Yan's eyes locked.
They only asked two questions, and this person had already spilled so much. It seemed that he was usually a talkative person, and it was difficult for him to stop once he started talking.
With many things shared, there was only one meaning. This was Da Chen and there was a big tyrant who made the people live in misery.
"Then what's the name of the tyrant you're talking about?" Jiang Yue asked.
The short farmer said, "I didn't know at first, but from all the things he did I heard that he kills people in the palace every day. Many people curse him behind his back, especially in the streets and alleys of the town. My son and I have heard it more than once. I knew it then. His name is Shi Yuan."
"Then what are your names? How old are you?" Jiang Yue asked immediately.
