Chapter 117: If You Can't Retreat, Advance(1)_1

"How did the girl from the Lin family end up like this?" A villager exclaimed upon seeing Lin Ziyin.

"Lou Zheng, did the Lin girl get hit by someone?"

...

In just the blink of an eye, Lou Zheng's ox cart was surrounded by villagers.

Lou Zheng, Mrs. Zhang, and a few little monks all frowned simultaneously.

"It was a simple misunderstanding, it's all good now." Lou Zheng remained tight-lipped, with Mrs. Zhang keeping silent.

After using Master Hui Zhen's medicinal ointment in the temple, the swelling on Lin Ziyin's face had significantly reduced. However, the bruise remained. She had had better meals these recent days, so her face was no longer the previous waxy yellow, but instead had become many times paler and tender, thus making the bruise on her face much more prominent.

"A woman can't trade without showing her face and taking losses." Even though Lou Zheng had intended to conceal the truth, there were quite a few gossip mongers in the village.