The Qi Family is undoubtedly tyrannical, and Village Chief Gao is hypocritical and sycophantic; he's no good either.
They're eager for the two to go at each other like dogs fighting over a bone.
At the scene, as the digging continued, the stench grew stronger, prompting many onlookers to disperse.
Qi Hu seemed unfazed and rushed forward to inspect the corpse.
Accompanying him was a youth with even more handsome features.
This young man appeared to be about sixteen or seventeen, with eyes sharp like an eagle's. He wore a red cloak, a black belt with gold patterns, and deer-skin high boots.
He held a broad sword that was twice as wide as a regular weapon.
Unbothered by the maggots appearing on the corpse, he carefully examined each body with focused attention.
"How about it, Brother Qin?" Qi Hu, after all, was no professional and couldn't discern anything unusual about his family's corpse.
