"Aside from my family? Ah, that'd be Ah Huang," the village chief mused, then replied.
"I meant besides your family!" The Great Immortal was somewhat speechless, his tone rising a few notches.
"Ah Huang isn't my family; Ah Huang is a dog," the village chief muttered like a wronged little wife.
"Are you messing with me? Okay, besides living things then." The Great Immortal took his hand from behind his back and slapped it onto his own face.
I had understood what he meant, but unfortunately, our village is rather poor, plus the villagers are down-to-earth, so it never occurred to anyone to think about money. I couldn't well step forward and explain things clearly, so I could only continue to watch the village chief with his innocent face and the Great Immortal with his helpless expression.
