"You must be Old Lv's defense lawyer, I've been waiting for you for ages!"
In the deep mountain forest, a middle-aged man with a bloated body full of fat walked up to Xu Liang. Excitedly, he shook Xu Liang's hand, his face full of coarse flesh.
Behind him were groups of houses sparsely scattered.
Most of the houses were made of mud bricks, all mud houses, walking into them, it felt like going back to the countryside of the 1960s and 70s.
These houses were spaced very far apart from each other, visiting neighbors might require walking dozens or even hundreds of meters, it seemed completely isolated from the world.
"Are you the village chief of Sanma Village, Village Chief Zhang?"
Xu Liang asked calmly.
Village Chief Zhang said excitedly, "That's me, that's me!"
As he spoke, the coarse flesh on his face surged like waves.
