The Fifteenth Game: The Advancement Game 17

Aunt Wang’s face turned pale. She knew her own situation well enough—being bullied by the villagers was nothing new.

But what she hadn’t expected was that even in a situation like this, no one would step in. Just as Wen Nannan had said, the commotion had been loud enough to be heard all the way from their own home. The houses near the haystack field, where everyone was having their midday meal, couldn’t possibly have missed it.

A lingering fear crept over her. She was resilient—her daughter was gone, her husband was dead, her home was also destitute, yet she had silently borne it all.

Though the villagers excluded and bullied them, if things went too far, she would fight back with everything she had. That was why most of them only treated her with indifference or gossip rather than outright violence.