The villagers started discussing as soon as they heard this.
The village head's son made it sound suspenseful, mentioning Interpol one moment and the town mayor the next.
Many of these villagers had never even seen the town mayor in their lifetime, let alone the Interpol they saw on TV; they didn't even know what Interpol was.
Xiao Qiao gritted her teeth quietly upon hearing this, feeling that things were moving in an uncontrollable direction. Yet when she looked at Mrs. Qiao, she was still utterly fearless, determined to cling to Leng Yichen to ensure Xiao Qiao's future comfort.
Not long after, a group of stern and imposing people walked over, and when the village head saw them, he noticed their town mayor was anxiously leading the way.
"Move aside! Quickly, make way!" The village head hurriedly dispersed the villagers gathered there, clearing a path. He jogged a few steps to greet them, "Mayor, why have you come?"
