He simply couldn't handle all these pumpkins by himself. He had no choice but to pin his hopes on Zhang Qingyuan and the others' "combat ability."
But…
When Zhang Qingyuan and the others heard this, they immediately shook their heads like rattle drums. They quickly stepped back several paces.
"We're not pumpkin thieves; we don't want these pumpkins!"
"None of the old men who touched these pumpkins last time met a good end; these pumpkins are unlucky."
"Whoever wants them can have them; I certainly don't!"
"These pumpkins are ominous, Xiao Qin. Are you sure you want to keep them?"
"..."
Everyone shook their heads furiously and waved their hands incessantly, firmly refusing to take the pumpkins. They even advised Qin Mu not to keep these ominous pumpkins. Their reasoning was quite bizarre: they claimed these pumpkins had doomed an entire village. They worried the pumpkins might doom the elderly in their nursing home next.
Qin Mu was speechless.
