Shang Nuannuan felt it was time to voice the questions weighing on her mind. The village felt permeated with strangeness; she had felt that something was wrong the moment they entered. She hadn’t even sensed the presence of any living people.
Shang Jingchen looked at his wife, though he already harbored his own suspicions. He, too, wanted to hear the truth from her; surely, she already understood it all.
"The problems in Muxiong Village must have begun long ago—perhaps over a hundred years ago by now," Ye Zhixing began, her voice cold and devoid of warmth. She laid out the situation; it might not have been perfectly precise, but it was undoubtedly close to the truth. "Their ancestors held rigid, archaic views, obsessed with having sons to carry on the family line. If the women in the village gave birth to daughters, they would abandon them, kill them, or sell them off."
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