CHAPTER 57: CHAPTER 51: DIG UP YOUR ANCESTRAL GRAVE! FIGHT!

Ah A, who usually interacts with Sui Yi, had noticed something fishy and was slightly astonished, "There have been any ancient tombs unearthed here?"

"Haven’t heard of any," Sui Yi shook his head, no signs of it either, best watch and see,

That group of people quickly passed by this area. Upon seeing the group fishing, they all stopped in their tracks. It seemed that some men in the river spotted the village chief and some of the older generation grappling with these people, each changing their faces and leaping ashore.

These people were surrounded by the villagers.

"Village chief, what’s the problem? Are these people causing trouble?" A tall, burly man glared fiercely at the man holding the village chief’s arm.

The village chief from Pottery Kiln, though an elderly and honest man, was very firm and angry at this moment, and said loudly, "These people are here to dig up our ancestral graves! I can’t hold them back, they’re too ferocious. Da Niu, you and a few other strong men must stop them first. Our ancestors’ graves really can’t be dug up..."

The village chief was clearly struggling, gasping for breath, his face also turned a bit pale.

Upon hearing this, the villagers immediately burst into chaos, even the women gathered around, standing boldly at the front, their faces indignant.

Villagers are honest, but they have their limits, and they are extremely loyal to the principle that ancestral graves must not be desecrated.

In the midst of the noisy clamor, someone shouted sharply, "What are you yelling about! You country bumpkins! We are sent by the nation! It’s officially authorized! If you obstruct us, that’s illegal, you could go to jail! Keep blocking us, and I’ll call to have each of you arrested!"

The nation and the officials, they are indeed frightening; the commoners, especially afraid of them, feared them even more than bandits since ancient times.

So the villagers momentarily quieted down for a moment.

Zhang Yang and the others were frightened by this scene and fell silent; after all, they were students, lacking the courage to confront such a group.

The skinny-faced man looked quite smug, coldly surveying the crowd, and suddenly, a voice emerged, as if mingling with the babbling of the stream.

"A team from the national archaeological department? I wonder under which authority... Is it from Jiangdu Provincial City, or directly from the capital?"

Everyone looked over and saw Sui Yi standing on a cobblestone, radiant and upright.

Her question, very cold and clear, hit the nail on the head!

"You little girl, what do you think you are! You don’t know a damn thing!" the Monkey-faced man snapped back, his eyes showing a fierce light.

Sui Yi lifted her head and looked at him, "The land belongs to the nation, but every citizen has the duty and right to protect the integrity of the nation’s territory. If you intend to tamper with their ancestral graves, they naturally have the right to check your credentials, and if you don’t have them, I think I can make a call..."

A mobile phone slid into the palm of her hand, and she dialed a number...

She didn’t seem to be joking.

At least, Ah A didn’t think so.

"Heh...the young lady seems to know quite a bit..."

The man next to him pinched the cigarette from his mouth, flicked it away, and exhaled a smoke ring, the white smoke gracefully drifting across his brows and eyes, casting his stern, gaunt face into a vague haze.

His tone somewhat playful, he slowly finished his sentence: "So, you are Sui Yi, right?"

Sui Yi’s thumb paused on the dial button, and after a moment, she raised her eyes to look at him, her eyes slightly narrowing.

The man chuckled, his right hand in his pocket, and walked to the edge of the field opposite, tall and with long legs, handsome features, his phoenix eyes alluring, yet his expression was somewhat mocking, looking down at Sui Yi from a height.

"You don’t know? The reason we came here is because of your uncle,"

His laughter was quite scornful.

As if to say, if you make that call, what about your uncle then?

This was a threat.

"It’s that bastard Ye Zhang!" the village chief’s eyes widened, and the other elders also cursed, all very angry, loudly denouncing Ye Zhang for betraying his ancestors and having a heart of a beast!

The villagers were extremely enraged, but Monkey and his group grew even more ferocious, angrily shouting, "That kid took our money, more than three million! He sold that land to us, letting us go is fine, you make him cough up the money! Otherwise, you pay back the money!"

"Pay back the money!"

"Come on, hand over three million to me!"

Three million!

For these villagers, who usually find it hard to manage a thousand yuan, tens of thousands is a large sum, three million?

Even all the money in the village combined wouldn’t reach a hundred thousand!