"Stop fighting, Mom, stop it." In his desperation, all he could do was to keep urging.
Unfortunately, the two women who were blinded by rage wouldn't pay any attention to him.
"Ziyin?" The old man watched the two struggling figures with some concern. The front of the canteen was the Lin family's territory. If anything happened to either of them, the Lin family was likely to get involved too.
"Everyone to the canteen now." Lin Ziyin spoke coldly, "Latecomers will have their overtime pay deducted."
At her command, the villagers who were watching the commotion immediately dispersed. Between the spectacle and money? Of course, money was more important.
"If you intend to continue, please spare this space. This isn't a battleground for you to run wild. I'm a faint-hearted person and can't stand to see blood." Lin Ziyin then calmly addressed the two brawling women.
The two women, their eyes red with anger, still ignored her.