As soon as Wufu finished speaking, not only was Zhou Dajun shocked, but everyone present was stunned.
It really was as they had thought.
They knew what the medicine Wufu asked for was used for, but no matter how much they thought about it, they assumed it was to be used on a person, believing she intended to do something despicable.
But now, indeed it was to be used on a person, yet the object of that person's venting turned out to be those—fat pigs?
All the men present subconsciously looked towards the two fat pigs rooting around in the sty, both female, with their long teats, not knowing how many piglets they had given birth to, how long they had been brood sows.
To mate with such beasts, that really is lower than pigs and dogs, truly beastly.
The few men then looked at Wufu, their faces a mixture of shock and familiarity, wondering what kind of grudge required such treatment of a young man.
This man before them, he is her cousin, right?
