"Zhang Xiaoshan, what business do you have here? Shut your mouth."
Liu Qinghong's expression immediately turned dissatisfied when she saw Zhang Xiaoshan step in to interfere.
Some villagers whispered among themselves.
"Little Shan, now that the situation has come to this, why not let Liu Qinghong have a try?"
"Yeah, Little Shan, all of us know you have a good heart, but now all the money in our village has been squandered by that bastard Wu Damming, aren't we out of options?"
The words of the crowd made Liu Qinghong even more arrogant.
He placed his hands behind his back, proudly instructing Zhang Xiaoshan with a commanding tone.
"You brat, you heard them, right? Everyone is supporting me, so stop causing trouble here."
"Bullshit."
Zhang Xiaoshan retorted directly.
"Today I'm going to expose your hypocritical facade, you bastard."
"Folks, this Liu Qinghong is nothing but a petty man, his words are not to be trusted."
