The Past

Just like that, Huang Ying and Little Rice Ball began to follow them.

Now she just needed to find the ancestral hall's secret. To be honest, Qin Yi had conflicting feelings toward Gu Cheng. If one said that he was a good man, then he definitely wasn't the one who kept that thing in the ancestral hall.

But she couldn't call him a bad person either. She had seen the hurt, apologies, and concern in Gu Cheng's eyes during the previous battle. 

"Huang Ying, what kind of person do you think the village chief is?" Qin Yi's slender hand knocked on the table.

Huang Ying had spent the longest time in this village, and she understood Gu Cheng better than then.

"Xiao Qi, are you referring to the village chief? I don't think he's a good guy. He gives me a weird feeling," Ze Ning hurriedly said.

He didn't know why, but he suddenly didn't like Huang Ying and her brother anymore. He felt that as soon as they came, Xiao Qi's attention was no longer on him.