"Why is Qiao Yuanzhen still carried back home?"
"He was not compliant, got beaten up. That kind of person just deserves a lesson."
Muniang felt ashamed—could anyone stay compliant during a robbery?
"What about the message I told you to release?"
"Don't worry, I just sent Qingya to take care of it. Soon there will be an uproar in the village."
Muniang curled her lips into a smile, enjoying the thought for quite some time. Now, the Qiao family was going to have a difficult time.
Qiao family.
Early in the morning, the Qiao couple woke up to a house in complete disarray, clearly the work of thieves. Frightened and pale, they hurried to check if their belongings were stolen, and of course, what concerned them most was whether the five hundred taels of silver they had extorted from Qiao Muniang's family the day before were still there.
