The villagers of Tiehe Village naturally dared not disobey Fan Zisang’s words and went away one after another.

At night, inside the log cabin.

Huang put a basket full of cooked sweet potatoes on the table, and rubbed his hands, apologizing, “Immortal, there is nothing good to eat at home, and your understanding is appreciated.”

He was ashamed, but his eyes were full of surprise. Fan Zisang told the crowd that Su Li enjoyed the appreciation of the ...