In Geduo Village, in the main hall on the first floor of the village chief's treehouse, Bai Yang and the others had gathered after returning.
"Village chief, that's everything that happened..."
Zhao Shi recounted everything they had seen and heard on their trip, including what had happened when they went to Deyang Town the day before. When he finished, he stepped aside.
Once Zhao Shi had finished, Bai Yang looked toward the village chief, waiting for him to share his opinion.
You could never go wrong listening to an old man.
The Old Village Chief pondered for a moment. "The Che family is one of the overlords of Deyang Town. We've offended them now, so what? We mountain folk live in the forest and fight for our lives year-round. We've still got plenty of guts. If they dare set foot in the forest looking for trouble, we'll kill as many as come!"
What a show of force!
The Old Village Chief's words left Bai Yang astonished. That was enough to get anyone's blood pumping!
But then he remembered how many terrifying Martial Artists the Che family might have—people capable of taking down a Four-eared Green Ox. It looked like they might be in for trouble. They didn't even need many; if three or five of those people came here, courage alone wouldn't be worth a damn! The whole village would probably get wiped out.
"What's there to be afraid of? If our combat strength falls short, make it up with equipment. If our strength isn't enough, make it up with numbers. Unity is strength. Like the Old Village Chief said, we'll chop the bastards down!"
Bai Yang pondered, then looked at the Old Village Chief and said:
"Geduo Village alone probably isn't strong enough to stand up to the Che