Jiang Zhizhou gave a derisive chuckle. "I would like to ask: how exactly did Heaven give you this warning?"
They had never even been here before. Why would Heaven single them out?
When Jiang Zhizhou entered the village earlier, he had already surveyed its general layout and discovered a problem.
The village lay across their path. If they wanted to leave, they first had to resolve the matter here.
Otherwise, they could not enter the village, much less take another step forward.
Jiang Zhizhou wanted to know just who was behind this, plotting against them one step at a time.
If they insisted on passing through the village, and the villagers resisted to the death, would they have to slaughter the entire village?
If they truly committed such a massacre, Heaven would strike them down with thunderbolts.
Thus, the crux of the matter still lay in this village.
Or rather, in the courtyard behind him.
But he could not enter that courtyard.
"Surely you can all see that we merely wish to pass through and leave this place. It would hardly affect any of you."
"As for this claim that we are harbingers of disaster, I am quite curious myself. Could someone explain it to me?"
Jiang Zhizhou had always looked composed and reserved. Though he exuded a faint air of distance, he still seemed more approachable than Bu Er.
Besides, Jiang Zhizhou had never once laid a hand on these villagers. He merely wanted to understand what was so strange about the courtyard behind him.
As the saying went, one did not strike a smiling face. With Jiang Zhizhou speaking so amiably, the villagers could hardly rush up and finish him off.
A few bolder souls spoke up. "That courtyard suddenly caught fire two days ago. Our village has