"Daddy, how about Nuonuo goes and beats them up?"
The little baby quietly suggested in his father's ear. Those people were so infuriating, blatantly collecting grain right there, yet the authorities weren't doing anything about it.
He knew the authorities were definitely too scared to intervene. There must be some big shots backing those people, right?
"No need for such trouble."
Qian Jiyun raised his hand, patted his son's head, and then, with his palm toward the muddy ground on the side, he absorbed a dozen pebbles into his palm.
Then, Qian Yinuo watched as his father flicked them away casually, puncturing multiple holes in the big wooden barrels filled with water.
Immediately, there was an uproar over there. The sound of flowing water startled the few people lounging like lords, waiting for suckers to come and exchange grain.
"Quick, quick, the barrels are leaking, they're leaking!"
One of them noticed it right away and jumped up from his chair, shouting to his companions.
