Hatred instantly erupted in the villagers' eyes.
Flames of fury burned in their gazes.
In that moment, all their other resentments vanished.
All their hatred focused on a single person: Chang Bailin.
If they had the chance, they would have torn Chang Bailin to shreds without hesitation,
grinding his bones to dust just to quench the hatred in their hearts.
If not for Chang Bailin's selfishness and greed,
all of Xia Shui Village might still be living in peace and tranquility.
They wouldn't have let the wolf into their house,
nor would they have been forced to continually sever their family ties,
sacrificing one living person after another to that fraudulent, bullshit Mountain God.
However, given their current desperate situation,
it seemed they might not even get the chance to avenge themselves.
Every one of them was being controlled by that evil power,
their bodies no longer their own. They could only watch helplessly as all this unfolded.
