The two sides were at an impasse.
As more and more onlookers gathered at the door.
Feng Dezhong's emotions grew increasingly unstable, "Back off, all of you!"
Xun Dong urged everyone to return to their own homes.
No one wanted to miss such a major piece of news, a rarity in the village for decades; no one heeded his advice.
They even discussed why Feng Dezhong took Li Qiao hostage and didn't target someone else.
The pointing and murmuring of the crowd made Feng Dezhong particularly agitated, pressing the firewood knife against Li Qiao's neck even harder.
Fortunately, Li Qiao was wearing a high-neck sweater and a scarf, but she still felt pain.
Fear mingled with terror in her heart, wondering if today she would meet her end here.
She didn't want to die.
She was so frightened that she cried.
