"I'll need to ask my brother about this." When asked, Chun Mian generously stated that she couldn't make the decision.
Before they could react, Chun Mian thought for a moment and added, "I mean the brother I begged you to save last time, but whom you ignored."
At those words, the expressions of the wealthy heirs varied. Their faces turned red, green, and purple—regardless, none of them looked good.
Seeing this, Chun Mian curled her lips into a smile. "Of course, the village belongs to everyone. Even if you want to come in, we won't stop you. However, if you want the village's protection, you have to ask my brother. If you're just stopping by temporarily and don't need us to care whether you live or die, then do as you please."
Hearing Chun Mian's words, the wealthy heirs exchanged glances again. It was nearing noon. If they didn't find a place to rest temporarily, they would likely get sunburned under the scorching sun.
