"Aunt Ding, I haven't done anything to your family."
Under the moonlight, she looked at Ms. Ding earnestly and spoke indifferently.
"How can you say you haven't done anything to my family? I only found out today that the servant girl from the Zhou family was sold off, and it was you, wasn't it? It was definitely you who bought her back! Sangsang, why must you oppose my family like this?
What exactly did I do to offend you, making you go to such extremes? Now, my son is even trying to take his own life over that servant girl; please, just hand her over."
Hearing her words, Lin Caisang gave a cold laugh.
Was this a plea for help? It was clearly an accusation, a demand to hand someone over.
"Sangsang, what is going on here? When did Ms. Ding's son get involved with you?" With them, there was Clan Chief Lin and a few other elders.
Hearing this, they too were puzzled and looked at Lin Caisang for an explanation.
"Clan Chief Grandfather…"