"What... what is going on here? How can such a young child be married?"
Ah Mi muttered to herself. She hadn't forgotten the tirade from the middle-aged woman earlier. Her words had clearly stated that this little girl had been married off to her son!
Looking around the courtyard, there was a man, roughly in his thirties, sitting blankly on a stone stool. He was somewhat overweight, probably around 180 or 190 pounds. His skin was dark, and drool kept dripping from the corner of his mouth. His vacant eyes stared in the direction of the middle-aged couple and the little girl, grinning foolishly.
This man was a fool!
Utterly absurd!
Before An Yiqing and the others could react, the middle-aged man and woman had already grabbed a cane and a pickaxe and were chasing after the little girl. They cursed loudly as they ruthlessly swung their tools at her, showing no mercy!
