Hu Fenfang has coveted the position of village chief for a long time, and when she heard He Zhaozhao say this, she immediately wanted to agree.

But when he caught a glimpse of the unhappy faces of the villagers, he swallowed those words into his stomach.

"I didn't mean that."

"Since you don't, don't point fingers at the nest."

He Zhaozhao snorted unceremoniously.

Hu Fenfang held her breath again, but she couldn't have a seizure, so she could only force people down, and then stood aside, secretly looking forward to seeing He Zhaozhao's jokes.

She had brought back so many beasts, and she wanted to see who would have the guts to get them.

Just thinking about it, the crowd suddenly thought......

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