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The room fell silent again as Greg Jensen looked down with a forlorn sigh, What kind of karma have I brought upon myself?”

First thing in the morning, I was teased by my aunt, and it wouldn’t matter if it was just teasing, but she doesn’t clean up the mess she makes!

Unable to contain his irritation, Greg ranted about his aunt in his mind.

As dawn broke, Lindsey Wolfe prepared a simple breakfast and dragged Greg out of bed.

This time, she didn’t do anything too outrageous, but her hands were not idle, occasionally brushing over Greg’s muscular chest unintentionally.

Feeling helpless about the situation, Greg could only pretend to be dumb and muddle through it.

The news of Lindsey Wolfe and others making a fortune spread quickly, but the villagers didn’t believe it at all.

Everyone thought Lindsey was boasting, aiming to swindle their money and land.

“Believing that widow is worse than trusting a turtle won’t retract its head.” “Exactly, hauling around a kid, hanging out with a young guy all day long, who knows what she’s up to.”

Upon hearing their words, Gillian Lampe immediately said, “That’s right, that loose woman, she has her sights set on the foolish Jensen’s land.

Io deceive that idiot, that woman would do anything, and I’ve heard she sneaks into Greg’s bed every night.”

Slap!

Greg happened to walk by and overhearing their conversation, he was so angry that he slapped one across.

Gillian Lampe got a slap that scared her soul out of her body.

Turning around and seeing it was Greg, she immediately snapped, “Greg

Jensen, why did you hit me?”

“Don’t you dare speak ill of my aunt; I’ll kill you if you do!”

Greg deliberately put on a fierce expression.

Gillian took a step back instinctively, her tone harsh on the outside but scared on the inside, “You big idiot, how dare you hit your aunt!

That harlot is just after your family’s land, you actually think it’s flattering, no wonder people call you dumb, getting scammed and still helping her count’the money.”

Slap!

Greg landed another slap directly on Gillian’s face, then feigned a simpleton’s grin and said cheerfully:

“Hehe, fun, let’s do it again.”

Back when he lived at his uncle’s house, Gillian would often hit and scold him, sometimes even withholding his meals.

If not for his uncle sneaking him food, he might have starved to death long ago.

Hitting her this time served as both revenge and a lesson for Gillian to stop spreading rumors and tarnishing Lindsey’s reputation.

“Gillian, you should just apologize to silly Greg, he’s single-minded, and won’t let it go if you don’t.”

“Yeah, I heard that fools killing people isn’t a crime, and if he beats you to death, he won’t get in any trouble.”

The few onlookers, seeing Gillian being hit by Greg, all watched the excitement with chuckles, showing no intention of helping her.

Gillian, who cared greatly about face, got even angrier from the mockery and, baring her teeth and flashing her claws, she charged towards Greg.

But before she could get close, Greg swung another slap at her.

Slap!

This slap landed squarely on her face with a crisp sound.

Gillian was struck dumb, staring at Greg in disbelief and raging:

Greg Jensen, you dare slap me, have you no sense of the law? I’m your elder!”

“Hehe, fun, let’s do it again.”

They say to never hit the face, but Greg’s slap wiped away all the “face” Gillian thought she had.

Jumping angrily, she saw Greg still bearing the same goofy smile, cheerfully approaching her.

“Gillian, why won’t you listen?”

“Right, a true man doesn’t suffer immediate losses.”

“Gillian, you better just run.”

Watching Greg getting closer, Gillian finally panicked. After glaring at the onlookers who were enjoying the show, she turned and ran.

“Don’t run away,” Greg chuckled.

And so, Gillian ran even faster, cursing her parents for not giving her two more legs.

“Haha, this Gillian, killing me with laughter,”

“She had it coming.”

Laughter erupted from the crowd once again.

Greg stopped in his tracks, slowly turned around, and looked at those villagers.

The scene instantly quieted down.

“What’s with this idiot looking at me? He wouldn’t be thinking of hitting me too, would he?”

“Nah, that’s not likely.”

The crowd immediately tensed up, watching Greg warily.

“Um… I’ve got something else to take care of, I’m out of here.”

“I need to go home and cook for the kids!”

The next second, before Greg could even speak, several people had already run off without a trace.

Watching their frantic escape, a cold smirk spread across Greg’s lips as he sneered:

A bunch of short-sighted assholes, you deserve to be poor.”

Lindsey Wolfe was clearly trying to make money with everyone and at the same time solve the problem of insufficient production.

But these people, instead of appreciating it, suspected Lindsey Wolfe of trying to scam them.

They’re already poor as dogs, yet still afraid of being scammed of their money? Ridiculous!

However, now Gillian and the others wouldn’t even have a chance to join if they wanted to.

In the beginning, the production wasn’t quite enough; on one hand, they needed to satisfy the demand of Reverie Inn and, on the other, they had to sell it in the town’s vegetable store.

But with the nightly irrigation from the Small Cloud Rain Skill, the yield from each family’s vegetable patch increased by about one-third.

Moreover, the vegetable store had built up a good reputation, and business was booming.

Many people no longer bought vegetables from other stores, preferring to queue up to buy vegetables from Lindsey’s store instead.

That day, as Greg was pulling a cart of vegetables, just as he arrived at the storefront, he heard loud arguing coming from inside.

A large crowd had gathered at the entrance of the vegetable store, watching the commotion.

“Hey, what’s happened to Lindsey’s store?”

“It got smashed.”

“Who did that, such a scoundrel?”

“Shh, keep your voice down. That blond guy inside, he’s one of Boss Liu’s men.”

“”Boss Liu?”

I he person speaking turned pale upon hearing the name “Boss Liu,” and their voice dropped substantially.

“Why did Boss Liu send people to smash Lindsey’s store?”

“Isn’t it obvious? Lindsey is stealing his business.”

Hearing the discussion around him, Greg’s expression changed and he quickly ran into the store.

Only inside did he find that the vegetables were strewn about everywhere, and several new shelves had been overturned on the ground.

I he previously clean and orderly vegetable store was now a total mess.

Lindsey and Widow Liu stood shivering in a corner, facing the young men inside the shop with a look of sheer terror.

These young men, with pick handles in their hands and multi-colored hair, didn’t look like ones to mess with.

The leader, a blond, glared fiercely at Lindsey and said:

“Aiden Clark, you dare to compete with us for business? Got a death wish?

I’m telling you, close up shop and get lost right now. If you dare open up again, next time it won’t be as simple as just smashing the place,”

After that, seeing Lindsey and Widow Liu too scared to speak, a triumphant look appeared on the blond’s face.

“Let’s go.”

He snorted coldly and was just about to turn away when he came face to face with Greg blocking his path.

“Kid, out of the way!”