One of the villagers threw Mao Yin at the feet of the village head. He tried to stand, but a wooden cane held him down. His line of sight followed it upwards to see the village head's disdainful expression. He was an old man, with a wispy beard and a somewhat hunched back. He always had a kind expression on his face and smiling eyes, but as he glared down at Mao Yin, he could only see disgust. The situation confused Mao Yin, but he knew that he needed to speak with him about what happened in the woods. He opened his mouth to speak.