The patrol team would come to find his beloved daughter for any matter, so Yang Chaoyi didn't think too much, "The banquet is about to start, go and come back quickly."
Yang Mengchen nodded and, accompanied by Long Xuanmo, Sister Jin, and others, as well as Xiao Guai and Xiao Bai, followed Wang Erzhu to the entrance of the village.
Even from tens of meters away, they could hear an extremely domineering and arrogant voice shouting shrilly, "A bunch of ignorant serfs, how dare you obstruct us? Do you know who we are?"
"You don't even know who you are yourselves, look at the sorry state you live in," Yang Mengchen's calm voice was filled with biting sarcasm.
Seeing Yang Mengchen and company approaching, the patrollers heaved a sigh of relief inwardly. If it hadn't been for the Ninth Sister's early warning that they should remain calm in the face of trouble and not act rashly, they would have beaten these arrogant, foul-mouthed people until they cried for their fathers and mothers.
