Wang Yongzhu finally felt completely relieved.
She was now in the mood to thank the person who had brought Fourth Brother back and also wanted to ask what exactly had happened.
But before she could speak, Wang Yonggui was already giving the people who carried Wang Yongping back a hostile look.
"Are you guys from Xiatian Chongzi Gully? What happened? Our Fourth Brother left home in good health, so how did he end up like this?"
The mountain girl holding the torch frowned upon hearing this.
The two young men behind her bore a resemblance to her, clearly from the same family, probably siblings.
Their faces couldn't hide embarrassment as they listened to this question laden with blame and suspicion, showing a touch of anger.
The slightly older one, with better composure, was still short of breath, his forehead glistening with large beads of sweat that rolled down, soaking his clothes in sweat.
