Hearing Yi Chichi's soul-piercing question, Wang Nan's face flushed.
Both embarrassed and annoyed.
There was a flame in her eyes that extinguished instantly.
"I cursed them!"
As she spoke, her back slumped, her shoulders drooped, and her whole spirit deflated immediately.
Yi Chichi and the others understood that things didn't end well.
"I didn't win the cursing match."
She wiped her face, speaking weakly, "The village women can really curse fiercely and filthily. I couldn't beat them..."
Waving her hand, she slipped back into the house.
The thick aura of depression was felt even by Yi Chichi and the others outside.
Wu Yongfei rubbed his nose, "She was really beaten down hard."
Zhou Qiuyu felt the same, "Nannan is stronger than me; at least she could curse back a few lines. If it were me, I'd be too tongue-tied to speak and would end up being cursed to tears."
Then, the group huddled together to discuss their odds against Da Niu's family.
