" Everyone," Mo Yan stood in front of her team while ignoring the gazes of the women who were looking at her with part sympathy and part amusement. She tried her best to keep her dignity intact but with a hand in a sling and a limping leg, there was not even an ounce of dignity left. She glared at her husband who glared right back at her and scoffed, " What are you looking at? Be grateful that my daughter is intact or else humph."
He was looking at Mo Yan with a gaze that seemed to be saying that if anything happened to his daughter, he would have killed her.
Mo Yan was at a loss for words, she looked at the mer beside her and simply rolled her eyes before turning to look at the soldiers who were standing in front of her and continued telling them about how they should prepare the chicken coop in the land which was a bit far away from the fields on which Mo Qiang was working.
