Before the sizable ancestral home of the Tian Family, servants and Protectors were shoving and jostling with a few people.
These people's accents were entirely different from those of the villagers, and by the looks of their clothes and attire, they were clearly outsiders.
The leader was an old man, dressed quite meticulously, with white hair and a lean figure, his palms large and knotted with prominent joints.
Looking at the others, though they varied in age, they all bore the same characteristics.
"What are you doing?!"
Landlord Tian saw them and instantly scolded.
A hint of unease flashed in the old man's eyes, and he forced a dry smile, cupping his fists in greeting, "Landlord Tian, you've returned so suddenly, why did you not notify us in advance?"
Landlord Tian was both amused and furious, biting out his words, "Wu Jingui, this is the Tian Family ancestral home; I paid you to watch the house, and you dare to play tricks on me!"
