The villagers looked at each other. Their attention was focused on Zhao Laidi, who was calling out. No one paid attention to this.

Song Jianjun quietly relaxed his clenched hand, as long as no one noticed.

Before he could finish his thoughts, Fang Aiguo, who had said nothing, suddenly said, "I have seen that there are no traces of wheels rolling on the road on the mountain or around it."

Fang Aiguo's prestige was sufficient. When he spoke, everyone's eyes turned to ...