"So," An Jing said slowly and deliberately, cutting off the conversation, "we deserve to be pointed at by everyone in Jiuping Village, deserve to be cursed to die sooner, and we can't have any complaints, can't say a single bad word about anyone in Jiuping Village, right? Heh, you really are shameless with no limits."
"Lin Anjing!" the village chief bellowed in rage.
"Right," An Jing continued at the same leisurely pace, unhurried, "I have officially changed my name to An Jing. My surname is An, not Lin anymore. Please, village chief, call me An Jing from now on. Don't go calling Lin this and Lin that; I don't know who you're talking about."
"Without me, the village chief, taking you to the County Government, do you think you could have changed your name?" the village chief didn't believe a word.
An Jing didn't speak, only looked toward Xiao Changyi.
