Chapter 1171: Scum Without a Conscience!

"Heh, that's quite fair indeed," she said with a chuckle, looking down.

"Miss Lin, what do you mean by that?" the Eldest Prince asked, puzzled by her remark.

"Doesn't the Eldest Prince find it curious that the money left behind by that person happens to be just enough to brew a dose of antidote for every poisoned individual in Apricot Blossom Village?" Lin Caisang explained.

Eldest Prince: "..."

That was indeed the case, he realized, looking at the Clan Chief with a light gaze.

They could have simply burned the poisoned cattle and been done with it, and they would have netted a thousand taels of silver for their trouble.

Instead, they had to stir up such a commotion. Now look where that got them: so many people poisoned, the silver irretrievable, and probably even the position of Clan Chief beyond salvation, right?

In the end, they would have to be arrested and thrown into the jail to subsist on prison rations.

At such an old age, why bother?