317: Chapter 317 Majesty

Shen Village cannot have any more incidents.

Especially not large-scale collective incidents.

With nearly a thousand people in the village, and at least five hundred remaining, even if only one hundred or even fifty of them were controlled, it could lead to a catastrophe.

The irreparable kind.

If malicious people were to spread rumors and stir up trouble, everyone involved in this matter would be in great misfortune.

Including Han Jingyang and his group.

Even if they were not the culprits.

When that time comes, once the influence spreads, who is right or wrong among the parties involved will no longer matter; eliminating the impact as quickly as possible will be the most important thing.

The "Soulstealing" case during the Qianlong era is widely known; it was clearly a lie, yet it caused such a huge stir, having immense influence nationwide and even internationally.

If an entire village were to collectively do something irrational, in this information age, it would inevitably trigger even greater waves and deeper suspicions.

Therefore, absolutely nothing must go wrong.

Thinking of this, Han Jingyang stood up abruptly: "Let's go, to Doudou's house."

Doudou's house.

In just half a day, the mourning hall had already been set up.

The inside and outside of the courtyard were extremely lively.

Villagers helping out and exchanging pleasantries were everywhere; even the stoves for communal cooking had been set up, and several women had already begun washing and preparing vegetables, busy and bustling.

Everyone who came was fed, and those who helped with the work could even sit at a table and eat stir-fried dishes.

The food for funeral affairs was relatively simple, but the villagers didn't care about that; as long as there was a little wine and some meat to have a couple of drinks, it was fine.

11:30 AM.

A black Audi stopped in front of Zhou Zhenhua's house.

Doudou got out of the car.

Then came Liu Jing, the Lin Sisters, and Wang Zhiwei.

Doudou was expressionless, her eyes filled with murderous intent, and her whole body exuded an aura of "keep away," which made the Lin Sisters somewhat afraid.

Only Liu Jing was completely fearless, following closely by Doudou's side.

The person in charge saw Doudou enter and hurriedly greeted her: "Doudou, go change your clothes first."

Doudou expressionlessly spat out one word: "Get lost—"

The person in charge was a respected elder in the village who was responsible for all weddings and funerals; the villagers all gave him face, as they would inevitably need his help in the future.

But now, being loudly scolded by Doudou in front of so many people, his face instantly flushed red.

Seeing this, several of Doudou's relatives hurriedly ran up: "Doudou, don't..."

Doudou still had only one word: "Get lost!"

Everyone's expression froze instantly.

The atmosphere of the entire scene instantly cooled down; even the other villagers subconsciously quieted down, quietly eyeing Doudou, wanting to know what the filial daughter wanted to do today.

The person in charge, having seen the world, recovered and clapped his hands to attract everyone's attention before shouting: "Go back to what you were doing. No one wanted to see Zhou Zhenhua meet with misfortune, but it happened, and there's nothing we can do. We are all from the same village, so let's handle his affairs well, send him off peacefully, and fulfill this social obligation..."

While speaking, seeing Doudou head straight for the mourning hall and reach out to lift the white cloth covering the middle, he hurriedly ran over to stop her: "Hey, Doudou, you can't look yet..."

Doudou suddenly turned around, grabbed the person in charge by the neck, and slowly lifted him up.

Doudou was small and thin with long, slender arms, yet she lifted the chubby person in charge up bit by bit.

The person in charge showed fear, his limbs flailing wildly in mid-air, his face gradually turning blue, and his limbs soon went limp, his struggling strength growing weaker and weaker.

The relatives and villagers were terrified, hurriedly scattering and fleeing, while a few brave men rushed forward to save him.

The Lin Sisters and Liu Jing immediately took up positions, drawing their weapons.

The whole scene fell into a deathly silence.

What is the meaning of this?

A filial daughter returning home with bodyguards to cause chaos at the mourning hall?

Even swords were prepared?

The villagers were all ordinary people who had never seen such a scene, so they could only slowly retreat from the courtyard.

The person in charge, gripped by Doudou, had his eyes rolling back, his face turning black, and his movements becoming weaker and weaker.

Wang Zhiwei, by Doudou's side, looked anxiously outside.

At this moment, a man and a woman pushed through the crowd and entered the courtyard.

The man was tall, handsome, with a dashing face and an elegant temperament.

The woman had a hot figure, a capable temperament, and unparalleled beauty, as if carved from the finest mutton-fat jade.

The man held a long sword in his hand.

The woman held a long saber.

It was none other than Han Jingyang.

Most villagers had seen Han Jingyang, but in this situation, they realized that Han Jingyang's identity was definitely not that of some rich second generation studying antique appraisal, so they all crowded at the gate, staring at everything happening in the courtyard.

Wang Zhiwei, as if meeting a savior, hurriedly greeted him: "Brother, you've finally arrived, this, what should we do?"

Han Jingyang walked straight up to Doudou: "Let go."

Doudou's calm yet ferocious gaze instantly shifted to Han Jingyang's face.

Han Jingyang met Doudou's gaze without any fear, his eyes not flickering in the slightest.

At this moment, Doudou's condition was very complex; it seemed as if she was being controlled, yet it also seemed as if she was very normal.

He could not tell clearly.

But there must be no loss of life.

Yet at the same time, it had to be eye-catching enough to keep these onlookers in the village here, preferably attracting all the villagers over to create conditions for Deng Darong.

Thinking of this, he activated the "Majesty" attribute and said in a deep voice: "Let go!"

The next second, Doudou subconsciously let go of her grip.

The person in charge fell, and Wang Zhiwei hurriedly caught him and dragged him to the side.

And Doudou instantly broke free from the influence of "Majesty" and screamed in a shrill voice: "Han, don't meddle in other people's business! Otherwise, I will definitely kill your whole family!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the villagers outside the gate immediately became agitated.

Having lived in peace for a long time, they hadn't seen anyone who talked about killing people at the drop of a hat in many years.

Especially since this person was a delicate woman.

Moreover, Doudou's actions just now made them realize that Doudou wasn't just saying this; she really dared to kill.

Han Jingyang smiled and said: "Your current state is very strange. You are still you, right, Zhou Fangfei."

"None of your business!"

"I will definitely handle this matter!"

"You're talking nonsense! You never intended to handle it; you only want to fish for benefits. You are simply using these pitiful people in Shen Village!"

"You can eat anything, but you can't say anything."

"I am not talking nonsense. If you were really willing to handle them, would my father have died?"

"You know best how your father died; it makes no sense to blame me."

"But when my father was killed, I was locked up in the city by you, and you were right in Shen Village, only a hundred meters away from where my father was killed," Doudou's voice grew shriller, her expression becoming more and more hideous, her eyes red and tears streaming down, her emotions extremely agitated: "With Mr. Han's illustrious reputation and superb strength, if you really wanted to intervene, you would surely have been able to protect my father. But you did nothing, just watched my father die with your own eyes. Tell me, isn't that so?"

Han Jingyang calmly denied: "It is not."

Doudou "whooshed" and rushed in front of Han Jingyang, her angry face almost pressed against Han Jingyang's: "You're lying! You had the ability and the conditions to save my father."

Han Jingyang remained calm: "I had the ability, but not the conditions. I did not know beforehand that your father would be targeted."

"So, this is your mistake, right? You admit it!"

Han Jingyang was silent for a long time, then nodded: "I admit it. It was indeed my mistake. I underestimated the methods of the one behind you, and even more so, I underestimated his ruthlessness."

Doudou became even more frantic, roaring crazily at Han Jingyang: "Is admitting it enough? Kneel down and apologize to my father! Kneel down—"