Heartache, don't bring up the past again
"What are you all doing? disperse and do what you should be doing." A lazy voice was heard. Only then did an old man slowly appear.
The old man was wearing a coarse long shirt that had been washed a little white. He looked very simple and even a little shabby. Of course, compared to these villagers, his clothes were still very bright. From the outside, this old man looked more like a pedantic teacher in a private school, but his body faintly exuded an indescribable Majesty.
Although he didn't reveal any of his strength, the slap Ling Gusong had just received was enough to prove how terrifyingly strong the old man was.
Everyone quieted down. Although some of them were still thinking about something, they moved their lips but no sound came out. Then, they retreated one by one. It was obvious that this old man had a lot of prestige in the village.