Lin Fan couldn't step into the forest.
The Yin Demons didn't dare to head out.
However, they could toss things into the forest.
"Move the stone and toss." Lin Fan took charge, commanding cousin and Feng Poliu to throw things inside.
He noticed that rage points were continuously rising.
The Yin Demons were furious; this feeling was the best.
The average amount of rage points each Yin Demon gave was much higher than before, maybe as it happened too many times, which angered the Yin Demons.
Even if Lin Fan entered the forest, they probably wouldn't say anything and just pounce over to split Lin Fan's body into pieces.
Zhou Zhongmao was well-behaved, he listened to whatever his cousin said.
Feng Poliu was helpless, was this the outcome of taking a hundred silver each month.
To be a coolie for no reason.
This money was tough to take.
