"Agreed," Yu Chengmu was the first to nod.
"Brother Jiang's suggestion sounds good." Jia Jinliang couldn't help trembling. The pain of losing a hand was unbearable, even though A Biao had already treated the wound with a crude method.
"We have no problem with it either." Chen Hao looked around at everyone, then added, "But I hope the tasks assigned to each team will be fair. In other words, everyone should face the same level of risk."
"We can only do our best," Jiang Cheng said, making no attempt to dodge the issue.
After discussing it, the group reached an agreement. Since it was already fully light out, they decided not to waste any more time at the Wu Family Mansion and set out to look for clues.
They had barely walked out the door when they ran into the same two villagers they had seen the day before.
One of them was quick-eyed. The moment he spotted Jiang Cheng and the others, he hurried over with a fawning smile. "Thank you for your hard work, masters. The village chief asked us to wait here and take you to the village meeting hall as soon as you arrived. He has something important to discuss with you."
With the two villagers leading the way, the group soon reached the courtyard they had visited on their first night. It turned out this was the village meeting hall; they could hear arguing inside even before they entered.
When they pushed open the door, they found the room packed with people. At the sight of Jiang Cheng and the others, the crowd parted to make way. The villagers' gazes made Fatty feel deeply uncomfortable.
He couldn't say why, but he had the feeling these people were up to something.
"All right." The village chief