At least twenty years ago, a case had passed the statute of limitations under the law.
But the wronged spirit of the victim was still lingering.
Without the manifestation of Heaven’s justice, the resentment could never disperse.
Following Yan Sinian’s instructions, the police asked the village head to gather everyone at the village gate’s square.
The harvest season had ended, and everyone was leisurely, so the turnout was good.
Yet everyone bore a look of confusion.
"What’s going on? Are they going to announce some policy again?"
"Could it be about collecting grain from outside? Didn’t we just go through that a while ago?"
"Is it possible someone’s belongings are missing?"
The villagers discussed among themselves, realizing that nobody had received prior news, and had to patiently wait for the village head’s instructions.
But the village head was also a bit confused and only knew that it involved police from Zhuancheng investigating some case.
After so many years, even though he was not familiar with these matters, he knew that nothing could be found.
Yan Sinian stood at the front, his gaze sweeping over the endlessly chattering crowd.
He only saw faces filled with confusion.
The village head cleared his throat, "Folks, the city police are here to investigate a case, they have some questions for you all."
"Ah? What case... I haven’t heard of any recent troubles in anyone’s home."
"My house just lost a hen two days ago, can it be for this matter?"
The village head had to shout louder, "Quiet down, stop talking, let’s hear what the police have to say."
Si Xi looked towards Yan Sinian, who gave Zhang Leshan a nod.
Understanding, Zhang Leshan stepped forward.
"About twenty years ago, an incident occurred in Changle Village, just before the harvest season, when suddenly hail struck and devastated the crops..."
Zhang Leshan spoke methodically and with clear articulation, detailing the event thoroughly.
Many of the older generations from the village knew that time, and how the year had been, inevitably letting out long sighs.
Some of the younger ones, however, didn’t know what was going on and just listened, gritting their teeth in anger.
Nobody knew which family the pregnant woman belonged to; though she had been rescued, she turned against her benefactors and emptied the elderly man’s house.
Moreover, the man had saved your life, you could have at least left some food for him, yet you caused him to starve to death.
Such a beast, truly a waste of food while alive.
Many people were filled with righteous indignation, looking at each other, trying to figure out who the scoundrel was.
After finishing the explanation, Zhang Leshan said, "We hope that person will turn themselves in for leniency."
But the only sound in the arena was the buzzing of discussions, with no one stepping forward.
This was expected, for a family that could do such a thing likely lacked any conscience and wouldn’t confess under public scrutiny.
Si Xi furrowed her brows, feeling somewhat disappointed.
She had been looking forward to seeing the senior cultivator display some techniques from Xuanmen, but instead, he put forward a young girl.
Looking down at Yue Qingqing, she just used her bright big eyes to observe the villagers, showing no trace of Spiritual Energy fluctuation whatsoever.
Si Xi shook her head, feeling that today might end without achieving anything.
Just then, Yue Qingqing tugged at Yan Sinian’s sleeve.
Yan Sinian bent down to listen to a few words from Yue Qingqing.
Seeing this, Si Xi immediately perked up.
Yan Sinian then loudly said, "You may all go back to your homes. As for the pregnant woman from back then, I hope you come forward by noon today; otherwise, you and your family will pay the price for your actions."
So, a cultivator has to resort to using threats in the end?
Can we rely on something more substantial?