San Ya, seeing Lady Zhu taking the lead and the few people coming this direction, retreated a few steps in fear.
Lady Fang and the others also tensed up in preparation.
Pei Qin watched Lady Zhu, Lady Chen, and Pei Houli, as well as the other two women from the same clan in the village, each with a cold expression on their faces, pursing her lips tightly.
Lady Zhu, from a distance, glared at the few women, especially Pei Qin, wishing she could come up and strangle her. Gritting her teeth, she quickly walked up the hillside.
Lady Chen and Pei Houli followed behind her.
Before she reached them, Lady Zhu burst into tears, "My son, oh my son! You died a miserable death, died too young, left your father and mother behind. You've made your mother weep until she's blind! Mother has tried every possible way, thinking of you and your second branch of the family. No one understands a mother's heart! If mother dies, she'll still bear this curse!"
