A young teenager behind Chen Qing raised his weapon at Chen Qing and cursed loudly.
However, she was immediately dragged away by her family, still cursing as they pulled her along.
"Have you lost your mind, can't you see your Uncle Gou Dan's pitchfork didn't even hit her!"
The villagers were a chaotic mix of occupations.
But generally, they had formed an encirclement, trapping Chen Qing inside the Bounty Guild.
Leaving Granny Yuhua to face Chen Qing alone, still not fully awake.
Soon, Granny Yuhua was roused by the ruckus and opened her bleary eyes.
"What are you all doing?"
After seeing the Bounty Guild in disarray, Granny Yuhua's eyes widened in disbelief and she cursed!
"Have you all gone mad, turning my house into this mess!?"
"But normally, it's us who do the cleaning, too."
A villager muttered softly.
Indeed, how could Granny Yuhua have time to clean when she was either drinking heavily or on her way to drink heavily every day?