The people who knew were beaming with joy, while the others were dumbfounded.
Earlier, they had mocked others for wrongly recognizing relatives.
"Yixiu, did I make a mistake?" Luo Yuan whispered to Hu Yixiu.
"It's possible!"
Hu Yixiu was also shocked at this moment, but having fled with the people from Qingshan Village, he knew more of the inside story. He vaguely knew of such a person, someone who had been dead for many years, yet here he was, alive and well.
"What should we do then?"
"What else can we do? Does the City Lord look like a petty person to you?"
"Not at all!"
"Then it's settled. They won't fuss over such a small thing."
"But, but I'm feeling guilty."
"Then just go apologize," Hu Yixiu said reassuringly.
Luo Yuan hesitated, "Just apologize? Should I prepare a gift?"
While the two whispered to each other, the people in the middle of the venue finally calmed down.
