"Oh!? Still breathing!" Zhi'er's round eyes issued a dark shine.
The woman's voice was weak, yet her gaze fierce: "Don't touch our things..."
Zhi'er pursed her lips, glancing at the land deed in her small hands: "Yours?"
Suddenly, she extended her little palm and "slap" smacked the woman's forehead.
"Clearly, it's mine!"
The woman cried out in pain, her hand relaxed, she fell back.
Bai Yaoyu had already inspected the surroundings.
He said in a deep voice: "Seven people, four crushed to death by stones."
Zhi'er examined the land deed in her hand.
Eh, not bad at all, Uncle Hei and Uncle Bai really reliable!
These people got their heads bashed, yet didn't soil the academy land deed.
The little one was about to tuck the land deed into her chest.
However, she suddenly hesitated.
"Hmm, Sister Youzhen, the land deed belongs to Uncle General, you keep it first." Zhi'er obediently handed it over.
Fang Youzhen quickly tucked it into her chest.
