"What is going on here?" Some of the onlookers had no idea what was going on. They turned to look at Han Yong and Han Yichen before one of them asked in a loud voice, "Ruochen, what did you do? Why did your mother douse you in dog blood?"
The voice belonged to Widow Wang, who was clearly taking quite a pleasure in seeing Han Ruochen in such a condition. Han Ruochen sucked in a breath and did not waste her breath on Widow Wang. Who was she to lose her temper with Widow Wang when the problem lay with her mother? She was the one who gave the villagers a chance to mock her.
She swallowed the pill of humiliation that her mother had given and said in a loud yet clear voice, "It's nothing, Aunt Wang. I caught a golden moray this morning and was lucky enough to sell it well and buy a fishing boat. But my mom insisted that it was because I had stolen Ziyan's luck, which is why I was able to do such a feat. She wanted to take Ziyan's luck and doused me with dog blood."
