After hearing Xiaoman's words, Li Huowang snorted coldly, having understood the situation already on the eighteenth of the twelfth lunar month, he immediately guessed that these people must have had their identities stolen just like he had.
The entire village was clumsily put together by the eighteenth of the twelfth lunar month, and all the villagers had been unknowingly acting alongside it in this extended play.
Since the eighteenth of the twelfth lunar month was constantly controlling so many people, it was obvious that it was not doing this for fun but for its own benefit—perhaps this creature was some kind of ancient Evil Spirit that fed on the names and identities of others.
"There's no such thing as Wu Family Village, it's literally a 'No Family Village'!" Li Huowang said mockingly.
