The little girl spoke, her eyes already turning red, tears silently falling. She was earning money all by herself to treat her father's illness and had a superstitious mother, surely bearing a lot of pressure.
"I will help you solve it."
Ye Qingfeng stood up and said.
"Brother Feng, don't. The influence of the Moon Worship Sect is very large in this area, and even many influential figures are their followers!" Ling Yanchen hurriedly said.
"It's alright."
The next day, Zhou Peng was the first to run to Ling Yanchen's house.
"Yanchen, hurry and leave, go hide in the mountains. Ding Xiao has brought people!" Zhou Peng rushed in and said urgently.
"Wait a moment, I'm decocting medicine for Brother Feng." Ling Yanchen quickly said.
"At this moment, you're still worrying about him; this trouble was caused by him in the first place." Zhou Peng shouted anxiously, almost rushing up to drag Ling Yanchen away.
By this time, Ye Qingfeng had also walked out.
