The injured person is Yang Daju, whose head was split open, with a big gaping wound on his head. His entire body is a bloody mess, looking extremely horrifying.
Yang Ruxin raised her hand to cover her mouth and nose, the smell of blood making her stomach uneasy again.
"Xinxin?" Feng Zilan heard the commotion and was the first to run over, "You…"
"Mother, I'm fine." Yang Ruxin waved her hand and then squatted down to help Yang Daju with the bleeding and bandaging, also giving her an elixir, "Lost too much blood, but there's no life-threatening danger now."
The village head also relaxed a bit.
"Who did this? So heartless?" Dong Wenxiu also came over and was startled by the sight of Yang Daju.
"Wang Liuzhi." The village head sighed, "For Treasure Bead, he struck Daju on the head with a brick."
"Wang Liuzhi? How can that person be so cruel? These past years…" Dong Wenxiu was somewhat unable to accept this upon hearing it, "Where is he? Has he been caught?"
