The courtyard had long been cleaned up, and they had even prepared tea and dried fruit to entertain Lu Lingche, the "wealthy merchant" who kindly brought goods.
At this moment, the village committee courtyard was empty as everyone had gone to the entrance of the village to queue for the goods.
Fang Liuye was led here by Yu Fei without further struggle, but occasionally, when she looked up at Lu Lingche, her eyes betrayed a very complex emotion.
There were two lights on in the courtyard, providing much better illumination than at the village entrance.
Lu Lingche stood in the middle of the courtyard, looking coldly at the disfigured woman. Under the light, the scars on her face appeared particularly ferocious, but her expression remained unusually calm, which didn't seem right.
He didn't speak, and the others didn't dare to utter a word either.
Fang Liuye also kept her head down, silent.
