Chief Simmons's face was ashen. He turned to me, asking what I wanted to do.
"Luna, this kind of man is an animal. Do you really still want to marry him?"
Everyone held their breath.
I stared coldly at those disgusting men and spoke, word by word:
"The wedding is off. And I want them to pay for this."
Now Jordan really started to get scared. He screamed and kept backing up.
Everyone present was from villages within ten miles, and nobody didn't know Clearwater Village.
The local folks cracked their knuckles and got ready.
Without hesitation, I raised my hand and slapped Jordan hard across the face.
He was furious but didn't dare say a word.
Chief Simmons gave me a look, signaling me to step back.
The villagers swarmed up all at once. The scene was spectacular. The animals who'd been shouting about stripping us to "inspect the goods" were stripped naked themselves and thrown outside the yard.
In the freezing snow and ice, their faces were bruised and swollen, shivering from the cold.
The men who'd been so arrogant just moments ago turned into cowering dogs under absolute force.
Leon's contemptuous posture was gone. He dropped to his knees and begged for mercy.