Then, both Mr. Dan He, Mr. Shan Hai, and even Lady Lin all expressed the same opinion.
The villagers, seeing their confident claims, looked more closely at the Fire-Swallowing Tribe's work, which had been ongoing without pause, and finally noticed the difference.
Initially, they thought the tribe was carelessly scattering seedlings, but on closer inspection, they saw that each seedling, though seemingly randomly planted, was actually placed diagonally in the rice paddies, with each one standing upright, not fallen over.
Only then did everyone feel somewhat reassured.
These more than a thousand people were more than the entire population of the village, and each had a weapon in hand. Observing their commanding presence, one could tell they were hardened individuals who had seen blood. In these chaotic times, such people were either leaders or bandits, all risking their lives for fame and fortune. It seemed odd that they would come here just to farm.
