Pei Shu'er turned around, holding Ma Dagou in her hand.
"If you want to survive, you better start searching properly."
"If you can't find it, our third house can retreat safely, since we still have the crops from the back mountain. At worst, we'll just pay all the taxes. But you all won't have such good luck."
Ma Dagou was terrified. Before he could speak, Pei Shu'er picked him up like a chick.
Plop!
Pei Shu'er actually threw him into Yuhua Lake!
Ma Dagou's face turned pale. Choking on water, he pleaded and cried.
"Miss Pei, you can't drown me. If you kill someone, there's no way out for you either."
Pei Shu'er smiled and said, "There are shallower parts of Yuhua Lake. Go down and see if there are any radishes inside."
After saying this, Pei Shu'er looked at Tang Qingrou, who was watching her with a smirk, as if waiting for her plan to fail.
If Pei Shu'er was truly trying to deduce the truth from micro-expressions, she would let Ma Dagou up now.
