Li Xianglu immediately thought of something, the book she had tossed into a corner of the Storage Ring.
The more she worried, the more trouble came, from a distance she saw Old Man Lan's courtyard surrounded.
Mr. Li's face suddenly changed, he hurriedly wanted to squeeze into it, but Qin Xi put down the wooden bucket he was holding and grabbed him, saying calmly: "Don't panic, let's see what's going on first."
Mr. Li took a deep breath, nodded, and then, pulling Li Xianglu along, they hurriedly placed their belongings in the backyard and rushed forward to see.
Worried about the loss of the grain, Li Xianglu could only watch from afar. Luckily, although the sight was unclear, the voices were loud and clear.
A man in his thirties, with a red armband on his sleeve and a tricky expression, frowned and with downturned lips, sinisterly said to the young man in the middle: "Lan Yunian, someone has reported you for having banned books. We need to search your house and gather evidence!"
