At dusk, three cultivators—two men and a woman—stood outside Chunhe's dilapidated little earthen hut. They were shouting insults at the people inside, their faces filled with greed and arrogance.
"Open up and get out here, you in there!"
"Mortal scum, how dare you defy us cultivators?! While we're still being reasonable, don't toast only to be forced to drink a bitter draft!"
Chapter 20