"Ah...! Help! Help!" Madam Ruan frantically squeezed into the crowd, trying to dodge the pursuit of the Mage.
Alas, with so many people at the scene, the Mage relentlessly chased after her alone.
Among the onlookers were numerous women who, upon seeing the Mage bare-skinned, turned their faces away, daring not to look at his body.
A few of the farmhands, unable to stand by, stepped forward, blocking the Mage's path, and angrily said, "Mage, Madam Ruan is a married woman from our village. Please, show some respect."
"What do I care what kind of woman she is? Back in our village, she was daddy's old flame. Today, having finally reunited, we want to have a moment of intimacy. What's it to you deadbeats?"
With Ruan Xinzhi's voice loud and clear, the villagers heard every word, all taken aback with surprise.
Someone else asked, "Mage, who exactly are you? How do you know Madam Ruan?"