In the eyes of the villagers, Wang Chen was just a kid whose hair hadn't even grown in fully yet.
So even though Wang Chen had a very amiable attitude and offered a great deal of sincerity, he still faced the villagers' rebuttal.
Once one person started cursing, others nearby chimed in one after another.
"Everyone can talk a good game, but how many can actually follow through?"
"Over these decades, so many of us haven't solved the curse problem in the village, how could a twenty-something youngster like you possibly do it?"
"If it weren't for Zhang's face, we wouldn't even come here, let alone beat you three to a pulp and throw you into the mountains to feed the wolves!"
Listening to the increasingly harsh criticisms from the villagers, Yao Ruyi and Bai Ruyan's expressions grew uglier by the minute.
They were embarrassed and furious, but realizing they were in the wrong and had no power to resist the crowd of villagers, they could only hold back and dare not retort at all.
