Li Qingfeng pulled Aunt Pan behind the wall of the medical hall, squatting down quietly.
He watched Wang Xiaohu on the opposite side peeking towards the medical hall inside from time to time, his comical appearance almost making Li Qingfeng burst into laughter.
Suddenly, a sinister voice echoed.
"I say, Xiaohu, are you playing a trick on us? There's no one in there!"
From behind Wang Xiaohu, a man leaped onto the wall. Li Qingfeng didn't recognize him.
He nudged Aunt Pan behind him with his finger and whispered, "Aunt Pan, do you know this person?"
Aunt Pan leaned forward slightly, scrutinizing him.
Only when Li Qingfeng began to grow impatient did she reply, "He's a ruffian from the neighboring village of Yangcun. His name is Wu Henjian."
"I'm very cheap?"
Li Qingfeng was startled.
"These parents really know how to name their children. I'm impressed."
"It's Wu Henjian!"
Aunt Pan quickly corrected his mispronunciation, enunciating each syllable.
Wu Henjian's sudden appearance startled the few people hiding by the wall.
Wang Xiaohu shivered, clutching his chest, and whispered, "Ah, my brother Jian, you should have announced yourself! Don't you know that scaring people can kill them?"
"Hiss, ouch, it hurts so much!"
Wang Xiaohu clutched his face, crying out in pain again with the slightest touch.
Wu Henjian: "Announce myself!"
...
Everyone fell silent.
Wu Henjian said nonchalantly, "Look at you, a coward. No wonder you can't even handle a widow and her child. You deserve this beating!"
In the darkness, Wu Henjian failed to notice Wang Xiaohu giving him a deep look as soon as he finished speaking.
His eyes were filled with venom.
The two had never gotten along, constantly vying for power and influence in these villages.
Today, Wang Xiaohu had lost face in front of Pan Xiaolian, the widow, and Li Qingfeng, the fool. The small group in Mopangou Village now saw him as incompetent.
Coincidentally, Wu Henjian arrived to stir up trouble, leading everyone to pledge allegiance to Yangcun.
Wang Xiaohu was already resentful, and after being beaten, he was then beaten by Wu Henjian again.
He had no choice but to submit to Shangyang Village.
His face was now swollen like a pig's head, and speaking caused him prolonged pain.
He harbored this grievance against both Li Qingfeng and Wu Henjian.
"Hiss!"
"How is it? Done?"
Enduring the pain, Wang Xiaohu asked, hunched over.
Wu Henjian waved his hand and said, "No one was inside, so I didn't waste any time. I already put all the goods in!"
"Hehehe, it must be the goods from the west of the village that are taking effect."
"But it's a shame about that young girl, so tender and sweet..."
Wu Henjian's voice was particularly irritating, and Li Qingfeng's brow furrowed.
"West of the village? Goods?"
He had a nagging suspicion that what had happened today was their doing.
Wang Xiaohu chimed in, "By tomorrow, when the news spreads, the villagers will all discover that the goods came from the medical hall."
"Then let's see how they explain themselves!"
Wu Henjian glanced at the sky and, pulling the few people beside him, began to walk towards the edge of the village.
He turned back to Wang Xiaohu, reminding him, "Don't forget the antidote. If anyone actually dies, neither you nor I can bear the responsibility!"
"I've always heard that Pan Xiaolian is quite juicy. I'll make her beg me on her knees then."
The people beside him also said, "Keep an eye on this place!"
Wang Xiaohu nodded repeatedly.
After speaking, they quickly left.
Wang Xiaohu watched their retreating backs, his hand making a downward pointing gesture.
"Bah! You? You dare? That's mine!"
He spat contemptuously and muttered indignantly.
Seeing Wang Xiaohu's demeanor, Li Qingfeng suddenly felt like teasing him.
He nudged Aunt Pan and whispered, "Aunt Pan, you go out first and see what Wang Xiaohu means."
"Okay!"
Aunt Pan agreed and emerged from the darkness, pretending to know nothing.
"Wang Xiaohu? You dare to come back? Did they not beat you hard enough?"
Aunt Pan suddenly shouted, startling Wang Xiaohu, whose face paled.
However, seeing that it was Aunt Pan, his expression changed.
"Well, well, isn't this our chaste doctor? I heard you were treating snake venom today?"
Under Li Qingfeng's gaze, Aunt Pan's face darkened considerably.
Her tone was filled with anger as she questioned Wang Xiaohu, asking how he knew.
Her performance was as realistic as it could be.
Li Qingfeng couldn't help but sigh, women were indeed Oscar-worthy, acting as if it were real.
Wang Xiaohu, believing his scheme had succeeded, gestured and rattled off a string of demands to Aunt Pan, also revealing what they had done.
It turned out that at Wu Henjian's suggestion, they had captured many venomous snakes and placed them in the villagers' homes.
Furthermore, they had placed the evidence of snake catching into the medical hall.
If those bitten by snakes the next day saw this, it would severely damage the medical hall's reputation.
Moreover, since Pan Xiaolian couldn't treat the villagers due to the lack of antidote, the medical hall in Mopangou Village would be forced to close.
Without a place to stay, Pan Xiaolian would be at their mercy.
Thinking of this, Wang Xiaohu's face grew increasingly smug. He reached out to touch Aunt Pan, threateningly.
"Pan Xiaolian, if you don't satisfy me, countless poisoned people will come looking for you tomorrow!"
"Then, even if you cry to heaven, no one will hear you!"
"You forgot Qingfeng is still here. He'll help me!"
Aunt Pan subtly glanced towards Li Qingfeng's hiding spot, her voice firm.
"Him? You think an ordinary person can defeat Wu Henjian from Shangyang Village? He can barely protect himself!"
Aunt Pan trembled with anger. Just as she was about to make a move, she heard Li Qingfeng's voice.
"Brother Dah Hu? Is that you!"
At this moment, Li Qingfeng had walked behind Wang Xiaohu, his hand raised high, aiming at Wang Xiaohu.
"It's me, it's me. What are you doing?"
Wang Xiaohu, basking in his triumph, didn't notice Li Qingfeng behind him.
"Brother Dah Hu, what are you doing?"
Wang Xiaohu turned around impatiently, about to strike. He had just raised his hand and was halfway through his curse when he saw Li Qingfeng and was utterly terrified.
"Are you blind..."
...
"Cough, cough, it's Brother Feng! Hello, Brother Feng!"
His face was full of fawning, and he chuckled, about to lower his raised hand.
But after lowering it, he felt something was amiss and raised it again.
He gently patted Li Qingfeng's clothes, whispering.
"Brother Feng! Look at all this dust tonight. Your clothes are dirty. Let me dust them off for you."
"Is that so? What I heard just now doesn't seem to be that, does it?"
Li Qingfeng, mimicking Wang Xiaohu's posture, lightly patted Wang Xiaohu's clothes and said to him with a smile.