Jiang Ming did not expect that these villagers would actually be here. They continued to stay in the same place as if they were imprisoned.
"What are you looking at? Have you never seen a brawny man before?"
The village chief did not care anymore. He even joked with Jiang Ming.
"Huh?"
Jiang Ming was confused.
Did this village chief not recognize him at all? Why would he say such a thing?
Yuan Hehe had a bad temper, but he could not help but laugh at the situation in front of him.
"What kind of game are you playing? We've only left for a short while, and you already can't recognize us?"
Sikong Wuyuan sized up the villagers and the village chief.
Their spirits seemed to have reached a state of excitement. They kept singing and making a lot of noise.
However, some of the villagers were extremely quiet, but they were too quiet. It was as if they were dead.
Jiang Ming could not help but feel puzzled.