The Herbal Scents of Farm Life
Chapter 1525: Who Did This Provoke?

Chapter 1525: Chapter 1525: Who Did This Provoke?

She was really struggling to cope, almost got chopped up.

In a moment of desperation, she called for Hongjin and Hongyin’s help, but who knew that with just a few ’swooshes’, they took down all those people who had her and Sui Zimo panting for breath.

How could those Demon Clan members possibly be a match for such little ones?

But until the situation in the county town was clear, those Demon Clan members lurking in the shadows couldn’t be killed or injured.

"Then that’s good,"

Clearly, Sui Zimo was not at all worried about this issue.

The Demon Clan members had been running them ragged—why should he be polite with them?

"As long as you’re not hurt, who dies or who gets injured doesn’t matter one bit," he said to Lin Caisang.

Lin Caisang: "..."

Alright, she was speechless.

...

"Chief, what are we going to do?"

Since Hongjin and Hongyin were seen wandering around on the streets, those Demon Clan members wore such worried looks.

"Look at my face, what has it been turned into?"

A member of the Demon Clan pointed at his face, as swollen as a pig’s head, which made him gasp in pain at the slightest touch.

"Qi, how could you just attack those two? That was too reckless," the old clan chief wanted to scold Qi, but seeing the state of his face, he just couldn’t bring himself to do it.

He could only shake his head in resignation.

Qi: "..."

He was truly at a loss for words.

"Chief, you’ve misunderstood Qi. He didn’t really do anything to those two people," another one came forward to speak up for Qi.

"Yes, yes,"

Qi nodded eagerly, asserting his innocence.

"Chief, who have I offended? Those two guys stroll around the streets every day, making us tread on eggshells in everything we do. And that’s not all—as soon as there’s the slightest noise, they’re sure to appear.

What can we do?"

This time, he hadn’t even provoked those two, just bumped into one of them.

He figured that since he’d already bumped into that person face-to-face, he might as well go out and fight to assess the person’s strength.

Who knew...

He hadn’t even made a move yet, just lifted his hand, when that person kicked him straight in the face—almost kicking his vitals out.

Then his face ended up like this.

It wasn’t just his face; there wasn’t a single spot on his body that wasn’t injured.

Of course, he couldn’t possibly show them the places he shouldn’t expose, so his face took the most hits.

Even so, that was with him blocking many times; otherwise, even his parents would no longer recognize him.

"Chief, we’re really at our wit’s end... those two are always walking the streets, day and night, without a wink of sleep," another person lamented to the old clan chief.

"What can we do? We can only hide.

But those two are just too capable. Any little noise we make, and they immediately show up, then it’s just a flurry of punches and kicks without even a word spoken.

Chief, what on earth should we do about this?"

The key was that now they dared not even go out because if they did, they were sure to be caught and then came a world of pain.

Watching those walking corpses, about to starve to death—this couldn’t go on.