Yang Jindi's hatred towards Qin Yi was now transferred to Huang Ying.
Yang Jindi was quiet, which was rare, and Gu Cheng grinned in satisfaction. In the dim place, nobody saw the strange, frightening look in the old man's eyes.
After dinner, everyone began to rest. There was no entertainment on a night like this, so they could only sleep.
In the middle of the night, a dark figure snuck out, the sleeping people completely unaware.
Yang Jindi went outside and was standing there when someone suddenly patted her on the shoulder. Turning her head, she saw it was Ma De.
"Can't you do it lightly? You gave me a fright," Yang Jindi grumbled.
"I already did it very gently. They didn't wake up when you came out, did they?" Ma De asked with a grin.
"Tsk! They're dead asleep but just the two of us? There are quite a few of those mutated ants, ah."
Yang Jindi was a little worried.
