Upon hearing this, both men's bodies shook with fear, and they didn't dare to look directly into Ding Xiaocai's eyes.
Ding Xiaocai glanced coldly at the father and son, then turned his head to look at Ding Dewen, who was "in charge of the situation," "Uncle Ding, what are you doing here?"
The focus of the confrontation shifted to Ding Dewen, whose complexion unnaturally twisted away, but seeing that Ding Xiaocai's gaze remained fixed, he coughed twice and continued the conversation.
"I heard from little Qi that you had passed away, and I planned to come oversee your final affairs, but now it seems there is no issue, so there's no need for that anymore."
After saying this, he coughed again, masking his embarrassment.
"It seems that my failure to die has disappointed you all."
As soon as Ding Xiaocai spoke, Ding Qi and Ding Hu shivered.
No matter what, he was the village chief of Lishui Village, and his natural aura of leadership was quite formidable.
