The will of an individual was nothing when facing real power.
Zhang Juan and his men came here with an old mindset and wanted to do things the old way. With a show of good cop/bad cop and twenty guns to back them up, they never considered the possibility of a failure.
This man, however, had put it plainly. "I don't want to give it to you!"
With that, the atmosphere immediately grew extremely tense.
The evening sky was slowly dimming and powdery snow started drifting down from the gloomy, gray clouds. The black tiles and bricks, cracked stone stairs, the haystack in one corner of the yard, and the pile of corns… everything was soon covered by a thin layer of snow.
"..."
Zhang Juan was also taken by surprise, but a mocking smile then crept up his face as if he was witnessing a naughty kid brandishing his slingshot in front of an adult and thought that was enough to support his confidence.
Ignorant and stupid!
