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Zhao Pengcheng wasn't keen on talking. Like most men, he didn't enjoy gossip or delving into family secrets that were hard to verify. Plus, the situation at the village chief's house had everyone on edge. Now that he was home and relaxing, all he wanted to do was sleep. It felt like he had just driven for three days and nights without a break—utterly exhausted.

He glanced over at Yuh Jiaojiao