"Is this Xuanhe Village?"
That afternoon, several cars arrived at Xuanhe Village, all with the same intention—to see the hugely popular Advisor Chen with their own eyes.
At the same time, they were curious about this remote village.
What kind of village would make the reporters of Donghuang Daily praise it repeatedly;
What kind of village could raise two extraordinarily outstanding brothers.
With various questions in mind, people of all backgrounds came to Xuanhe Village.
Among them were onlookers drawn by the fame; Beastmasters hoping to challenge Advisor Chen; researchers with even less hair than Chen Wenhao; and company leaders personally attempting to recruit Chen Yuan.
Though they had different purposes, they all gathered at the farm's gate.
Chen Weiyi had already been warned by Chen Yuan, knowing that many people would come to disturb them these days, so he stayed home with the Cold-Biting Ox, ignoring the outside clamor.
"Clack."
