He glared at the villagers.
"Hurry up and apologize to Old Wang. If you don't apologize, Miss Lin here won't give you any antidote!"
"What?!"
This time, the villagers truly panicked.
Without the antidote, those who had been poisoned in their families could only lie down and wait for death!
This wouldn't do.
"My lord, we..."
"We apologize, my lord, I apologize. Just give me the antidote so I can save my husband, and I'll do anything you ask," a woman blurted out first.
Following her lead, several others also began to apologize to Old Wang.
But how many would believe those forced apologies?
It wasn't just Lin Caisang who was skeptical; even Old Wang himself didn't believe them. He just looked at these women and sighed quietly to himself.
Honestly, he still harbored a great deal of resentment. What had he done to deserve this? Was it just because he hadn't burned the cow?
"Alright then."
The corners of Lin Caisang's lips slightly curled as she observed the crowd.