Dawn shook her head and answered, “I don't know. I was going to try to communicate with them, but they started beating up the boys at the slightest disagreement.” “Okay, you guys go back first. I'll go and see what's going on,” Zeke said. “Zeke, I'm coming with you,” Dawn said. She wasn't worried about danger. How could it be dangerous when the Great Marshal was by her side? Zeke shook his head. “No, take the workers to the hospital first. We will reimburse all medical expenses.” Dawn looked disappointed. But as she didn't dare to refute the Great Marshal and could only leave in disappointment. Zeke trotted toward the Hill village. The villagers who had gathered at the entrance of the village were dispersing, but a few people stayed behind to guard the entrance. The leader of the group was Jayden Hill. Upon noticing Zeke, Jayden became vigilant. “Who are you and what are you doing here?” He was worried that Zeke was from the demolition team. Before Zeke had the chance to speak, a thin figure suddenly jumped out from the crowd. “Williams, is that you? Damn, I didn't expect to see you here.” Zeke's forehead creased, scrutinizing the thin figure. After a while, he finally recognized the other party as his former cellmate, Douglas Hill. Douglas used to make a living by stealing electric car batteries. During their time in prison, he would always steal some small gadgets from the prison guards and share them with Zeke. Their relationship was pretty good. It didn't occur to Zeke that Douglas had been released. He never thought they would meet each other again at such a place. “Hill, what a coincidence!” Zeke smiled at Douglas. “What are you doing here?” “This is my hometown. But you, why are you here?” Douglas asked. “Douglas, who is he?” Jayden asked impatiently. “Oh, he's my former cellmate, Williams,” Douglas replied. Pfft! Jayden's subordinates couldn't help laughing. “So, he's an ex-con, just like you.” “A camaraderie formed in prison is legit. You guys should sit down and have a drink later.” Zeke shot a glance at Jayden, his eyes filled with murderous intent. Death shall befall those who insult the Great Marshal! Douglas went up, pulling Zeke's hand and walking into the village. “Come on, Williams. Let's have a few drinks together today.” Zeke clearly noticed that Douglas' strength was much greater than usual. He supposed it was because of the consumption of Rhodiola Rosea. “Hill, do you know what this is?” He took out the Rhodiola Rosea in his pocket and showed it to Douglas. “Of course, I do. It's Rhodiola Rosea. It's everywhere in this village,” Douglas said. “Have you eaten it before?” Zeke asked. “I have. But the taste is just so-so. I don't really like it,” Douglas replied. “I always feed them to the pigs.” Feed them to the pigs... Zeke felt a sharp pang in his heart. Rhodiola Rosea is worth tens of millions in the black market... He feeds tens of millions, even hundreds of millions to the pigs... Serves you right for being poor! “Remember when we were in jail, Williams? I said I'll introduce you to my little sister when you come out,” Douglas said. “You've come at just the right time. Let me fix you up with her.” Zeke chuckled to himself. Having seen Lacey's kindness and beauty, how could I fall in love with someone else? While chatting, the two arrived at Douglas' home. It was an extremely ordinary rural courtyard. Upon entry, a refreshing fragrance of food tantalized their olfactory senses. “Mom, lil sis,” Douglas shouted. “A friend of mine is here today.” “Make us some appetizers, will you? We're going to have a few drinks.” An old woman and a young girl came out from the kitchenette. They were Douglas' mother and sister, Sandra Hill.