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nHe did not want to go to that godforsaken place.

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n“I’ll go now.”

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nWith that, he carried Lu’er in one hand and held his sword in the other, ready to leave.

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n“Yan Nuo, are you out of your mind? Bring an axe or a machete!”

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nQian Yiyun looked at Yan Nuo and yelled. He was about to bring Lu’er with him to chop firewood and even lifted his long sword casually. He was as good as going empty-handed.

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n“Also, pass Xiao Lu’er to me!”

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nIf he brings a child with him, will he be chopping wood or will the wood chop him?

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nYan Nuo was silent.

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nYan Nuo did not realize because the scene before him was too exciting. Besides, after chopping trees with his long sword the previous time, he was already used to it.

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n“I’ll get the machete.”

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nMuttering under his breath, he turned around and headed up the treehouse.

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nQian Yiyun saw that there was nothing else for her to do here. It was enough for her brother brother to accompany her sister-in-law. She was ready to go upstairs to look after the children.

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n“You, you…”

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nAunt Wang had just finished threatening Ministry Councilor He and felt that the latter had loosened up a little and would not touch their grandson.

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nHowever, in the blink of an eye, the person she could rely on left without even looking at her. She glared at An Jiuyue.

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n“An Jiuyue, what do you mean by this? You have such a powerful person by your side. Will it hurt you to not let them shield us a little? I’ve never seen someone as ruthless as you! Will you be happy to see my grandson being captured?”

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nShe wanted to kill An Jiuyue. If An Jiuyue had not asked about the money yesterday, she would not have provoked Ministry Councilor He.

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n“Aunt Wang, will you be very happy if my Zheng’er is taken away today?”

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nAn Jiuyue raised her eyebrows in disbelief. She touched her chin and asked.

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n“I think you might be. You might even be thinking that you’ll sell another one of my sons when you run out of money, right?”

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n“Huh?!”

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nAunt Wang choked.

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nIndeed, that was what she thought—she could sell a second child if she succeeded in selling the first.

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nIf An Jiuyue dared to refuse, she would tell the entire village about how cruel she was to sell her own son for the sake of living a comfortable life.

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nAn Jiuyue would want to maintain her reputation, right? Hence, she thought she could sell a second child, or maybe even a third!

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nHowever, she did not even see Zheng’er. She could not even sell the first one, let alone the second one. She might even lose her grandson.

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n“I don’t care. You have to save my Heizhuang. Otherwise, I won’t let you off. I’ll sell all your sons sooner or later!”

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nShe screamed at An Jiuyue. She was no longer rational. Ministry Councilor He had threatened to take her grandson away. She could not live without him!

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n“Pfft!”

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nAn Jiuyue sneered.

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nShe turned around and smiled at the Chief and the Junior Officer.

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n“Chief, Junior Officer, did you hear that? They don’t even sell other people’s children secretly. They do it openly.

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n“If they are short of money again, will they capture some children in the village while they’re playing and sell them?”

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nShe reminded them very kindly.

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nBefore the Chief and the Junior Officer could even react, the other men glared at Old An and Aunt Wang as if their children would be sold off in the next moment.

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