Village Chief Huang lowered his eyes. "When we entered the village back then, there wasn't a single living soul left."
His understatement plunged the Gu family into deep grief. Back then, about a dozen households hadn't joined the fleeing caravan for various reasons. They had guessed this might be the outcome, but hearing it confirmed was still hard to accept.
The villagers of Kao Mountain Village watched them warily, afraid these original owners would take their anger out on them.
Mayor Shan also knew of the tragedy from a few years ago. He stood silently to the side. Only after they had collected their emotions did he ask, "What are your plans now?"
If the ancestral hall hadn't been destroyed and the Gu family wanted to stay in the village, it would have been fine. But now, animosity had already formed before they even entered the village; he didn't dare leave them here.
