The people who came to watch the commotion were speechless. Is this really just watching a commotion? Why do the involved parties seem more gossiping than the onlookers?
The old lady looked at this dead girl, indifferent. She's actually enjoying watching her own commotion?
The abusive words came out. Jiang Xinyu heard the foul language, suddenly stood up, dashed back inside the house, grabbed a firewood knife, ran out, raised it high, and charged at the old man sitting on the ground throwing a tantrum, attempting to strike.
Everyone was terrified. Wang Ailing instinctively hugged Jiang Xinyu's waist from behind. "Xinyu, don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive."
"Sister, let go. Today, none of the Jiang Family will leave standing. Killing one is worth it, killing two is a profit, or else they'll kill me. Let go."
The elderly sitting on the ground was frightened and stood up, mainly because Jiang Xinyu's expression was too ferocious.
"Xinyu, it's not worth it."
