Although she still hadn't gotten the purple sand pot, Su Pan'er was in a good mood.
She turned into the grocery store and bought a big iron pot. She was still humming a little tune on her way home with the big iron pot on her head.
As she approached the village entrance, she saw a crowd of people, including adults and children, all laughing and joking.
A woman seemed to recognize her, quickly running over with a grin on her face. "You're from the Qin family, right? Buying a big cauldron? Wow, your life is getting better and better! Yesterday, Mrs. Qin-Li was made to kneel in the ancestral hall by the Clan Leader, which delighted me to no end! She's a wicked woman and deserves some suffering."
Wasn't this Mrs. Qin-Zhang, who had fought Mrs. Qin-Li in front of the Qin mansion last time?
"Are you saying that I am the wicked one?"
Su Pan'er couldn't even be bothered to give her a glance, directly walking past her.
