Huang Deqi's disdain was written all over his face.
No matter how deep Chen Anhe's scheming was, his old face still burned hot.
He could not help but jab back, "Now that we've pulled this stunt, I'm worried Wang Chen will see through something. It won't be so easy if we want to replace the village chief!"
Chen Anhe had never approved of using the lawsuit between the Chen brothers over their inheritance to probe Wang Chen.
It felt utterly childish.
Although Wang Chen had no roots in the area, he was still a powerful Purple Mansion cultivator.
How low could his intelligence possibly be?
In truth, Chen Anhe did not want to lock horns with Wang Chen either. He feared becoming cannon fodder.
"What do you know!"
Huang Deqi rebuked him without the slightest courtesy. "If we don't sound out his background, how can we make a move?"
No one knew how deeply wary he was of Wang Chen.
Ever since Wang Chen had taken up the post of Datian Village's chief, he had never made any move to fight for power or profit. He treated people kindly and acted with a low profile, even personally reclaiming land to plant spirit wheat.
His way of doing things was completely different from that of the vast majority of Purple Mansion venerables.
Precisely because of this, Huang Deqi could not see through Wang Chen, nor did he feel capable of controlling this outsider from the Purple Mansion realm.
To prevent any unforeseen complications, he had resolved to eliminate this potential danger.
After all, what they were doing could never see the light of day!
Chen Anhe shut his mouth.
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