Ren Feng stood aside, looking at the people opposite. They were also wearing the same Miao Race clothing, but their expressions clearly showed that they were not welcoming Miao Wei and his group.
What's going on?
Is there internal conflict within the village?
Ren Feng didn't speak and quietly observed from the back.
"Keqing, stay away from him. Such a person is not worth your attention."
The same man spoke again, "Come over here quickly."
"Wu Meng, what do you mean?"
Miao Wei's face was filled with anger.
"What do I mean? Don't you already know? The village chief is seriously ill, and you have your eyes on his position. There's no such rule in the village, is there?"
"Seriously ill?" Miao Wei sneered, "He's been seriously ill for many years now. As I see it, the village chief won't live much longer."
"How dare you curse the village chief to die?"
Another person from the opposing side immediately became angry.
