"Are the three of you finding the dishes too simple?" The village chief saw that Lu Zhichun and the others didn't move, and his smile became even brighter. However, this kind of brightness sent shivers down people's spines.
"We ate on the way, so we're not hungry for now."
Lu Zhichun furrowed his brows slightly, glanced around, and said, "It's getting late, and we have some business to attend to. We won't disturb you all here."
As Lu Zhichun spoke, he glanced at Hua Daohong, and both of them turned and walked toward the village's outskirts.
Chen Fei didn't say a word and walked in a different direction. Normally, he would have followed Lu Zhichun and the others as fellow outsiders, at least for some support.
This Mi Village, though it appeared normal, had many peculiarities. Continuing to stay here might lead to trouble.
