Auntie Sun wailed for a bit, but the people around her had completely stopped paying her any mind.
Hearing the commotion, Chen Beiguo walked over and couldn’t help but shout.
"You there, from the Sun family! What are you shouting about?"
When Auntie Sun saw Chen Beiguo, it was as if she’d found her savior. She threw herself forward and collapsed on the ground.
"Team Leader, you have to get justice for me! My poor boy was beaten to death by Leng Yuan! I won’t let this matter rest. He has to pay!"
Chen Beiguo glared.
"What nonsense are you talking about!"
Before he could say more, someone ran up from behind, panting heavily.
"Team Leader, Leng Yuan killed a man. It’s only right that he pays compensation."
This was the person who had brought the news to Auntie Sun. As soon as she finished speaking, a massive crowd appeared behind her.
The people by the river stared, dumbfounded, at the crowd surging toward them from the distance. They were completely stunned.
Because Auntie Sun was making a scene by the river, quite a few people had gathered to watch the spectacle. Most of them were large, tall men who, for a moment, completely blocked the view of what was happening on the water.
Chen Yan and Chen Shulan, who had also run over, certainly weren’t going to miss an opportunity to kick someone while they were down. They hurried up to the team leader and chimed in.
"Team Leader, we know you’re on good terms with Leng Yuan, but you can’t be biased. He beat Auntie Sun’s son to death! Money isn’t enough; he needs to be taken to the police station."
"Exactly! The safety of our entire Qingshan Team is at stake."
The two women wore expressions of pure fury, as if it were their own sons Leng Yuan had killed.
Auntie Sun realized they were stealing her spotlight, but she wasn’t angry, since what they said was entirely on her side.
"Yes, Team Leader, they’re right."
’She never thought he would bring that up again.’
’But she couldn’t let it go.’
"But it’s a fact that Leng Yuan beat Sun Yecheng to death! I was just kindly reminding Auntie Sun, that’s all."
The surrounding crowd said nothing; not one person voiced their agreement.
When Chen Shulan finished speaking and realized no one was backing her up, she couldn’t help but frown.
"What’s wrong? Did I say something untrue? If Leng Yuan can kill Sun Yecheng today, he could kill one of us tomorrow! Isn’t it terrifying to have someone like that in the village?"
Someone nearby couldn’t stand it any longer.
"Are you nuts, falsely accusing people for no reason? And that wimp, Lin Jiandong, can’t even keep his own wife in line."
They really couldn’t listen to any more of it. They didn’t care that Chen Shulan was a woman; they couldn’t stop themselves from spewing profanities.

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