e village head grabbed Li Lao'er's sleeve, leaned in to listen to the sounds outside. Hearing nothing unusual, he soothed, "Master, this isn't a place to speak. Walls have ears. Once you get home......tch in the cell, he still couldn't sleep soundly.After all, that was someone else's turf. Even if the guards were polite to him, who knows what they might be thinking Perhaps they were already plottin...