In the dimly lit underground chamber, the stranger's voice replied, "Did any outsiders come to the village today?"
Yi Min nodded, "Yes, some people from out of town did come."
"Liao Zhe told me, among them is a tender-skinned three-year-old child with succulent flesh, correct?"
Yi Min recalled the appearance of the three little girls and nodded, "Yes, there is a Su Mianmian, indeed, just as you described."
"Good, I want to see her on my dining table tomorrow! You make the arrangements!"
Upon hearing this demand, Yi Min stood frozen in place.
Consume Su Mianmian? How could he do that? With cameras around, and Su Mianmian's popularity so high, if she were to die, it would certainly lead to a strict investigation, and the entire village's secrets might be exposed.