The rugged mountain path was not easy to traverse, full of pits and hollows, as well as scattered with broken rocks and fallen leaves, Shen Baolan struggled mightily as she stumbled and staggered along.
By contrast, the villagers of the mountain village, accustomed to the terrain, moved much quicker, rapidly closing the distance from 50 meters down to just over 10 meters from Shen Baolan.
"Stop! Dare to run?"
"You little whore, wait till I catch you and break your legs!"
Hearing the insults right by her ear, Shen Baolan panicked instinctively and, not paying attention, stepped into a void, tumbling down the slope with a series of rolls.
Seeing this, the pursuing villagers all stopped in their tracks, panting and craning their necks to peer down the slope.
"She's not dead, is she?"
"Ah, what a pity. Spent so much money, at least should've left a seed behind."
...
Shen Baolan opened her eyes, saw that she was back at the Yang Family's place, and felt a surge of despair.