The villagers who had gathered around raised their farm tools in unison, echoing the manager.
The sound from seventy or eighty people was particularly overwhelming.
Many of the bystanders were so intimidated by this scene that they didn't dare to make a sound.
"Damn it! This isn't a tourist spot; it's clearly a bandit village. This is too much."
Yang Ruoxi was furious upon seeing the situation.
"Kid, still dare to meddle? Our village's affairs are none of your business. Get lost if you're smart; otherwise, don't blame us for being rude." At this moment, the manager looked at Chen Yang again.
His face was full of arrogance, as if everything was under control.
They were being so arrogant because they outnumbered us.
If it were an ordinary person facing such a situation, they'd probably just give in and wouldn't want to be the one to stick their neck out.
But this was Chen Yang.
The more he faced such ruthless people, the less afraid Chen Yang was.
