Ma San had drunk quite a lot at noon, and while he was originally drowsy, Jiang Xiaobai's savage beating had finally sobered him up.
"Help! Somebody, help me..."
The usually formidable Ma San was actually crying out for help. As he watched Jiang Xiaobai approach him, he was so terrified that he nearly wet himself.
"Boys of Nanwan Village, this is Guanglin Village territory, where your lies will not be tolerated! Get out now, or don't blame us for ganging up on the few of you!"
Just as Jiang Xiaobai was advancing towards Ma San, who lay on the ground, someone from among the crowd of onlookers stepped forward. This person, named Ma Hong, was the village chief of Nanwan Village, and also a strong figure. If there was one thing Ma San feared in the village, it was Ma Hong.
Ma Hong's prestige in Guanglin Village was very high. Unlike Liu Changhe, who used cunning political maneuvers to win people's hearts, Ma Hong used his passion for Guanglin Village.
