Sihu bit the belt with all its might and did not let go. It used its two-year-old body to support the weight of the two of them.
The golden eagle and falcon flew in and grabbed their belts.
The servant and his companions originally did not dare to barge in, but when they thought of the desperate Sihu, they gritted their teeth and entered.
They realized that the floor had cracked. A woman's ribbon was sticking out. The four tigers and two big birds were dragging something up.
Could it be that there was really someone below?
The few of them did not ask who it was. When Sihu, the golden eagle, and the falcon were almost exhausted, they pounced over and grabbed the belt.
The veins on the servant's forehead throbbed. "Brother Zhang, get the rope! This belt is about to break!"
"Alright! Alright! I'll go find it!"
The gardener of the Heavenly Jade Hall who was called Brother Zhang raised those Five-Colored Butterflies.
