The villagers who had been blocking the entrance moved aside, opening a path for Shu Yu and the others to walk through.
The Ruan family brothers watched her back from behind, exchanged a look, and gritted their teeth as they whispered, "What do we do now?"
"What else can we do? Are you really thinking about stopping her?"
"She wouldn't be thinking of destroying the mourning hall, would she? Have all the axes been put away at home?"
"Stop saying nonsense. Even if she is immature, she wouldn't do such a thing, right? Disturbing the peace of the deceased—she wouldn't dare risk getting struck by lightning. If she causes trouble in the mourning hall, the villagers' spit alone could drown her."
The two brothers spoke softly, while the onlooking villagers exchanged puzzled glances.
Until Shu Yu walked into the main hall and stopped, everyone held their breath.
