However, the next moment, Song Yan felt a chill down his spine, finally realizing what was wrong.
The shovel stopped just an inch above the person's head.
Zhao Fu, terrified, closed his eyes, thinking he was about to be beaten to death. But after waiting for a while without any movement, he cautiously opened his eyes.
Human beings are inherently afraid of unknown darkness. Even though they couldn't see anything at the moment, they would still desperately open their eyes, trying to discern the outlines of things in front of them.
Zhao Fu was no exception.
Although he couldn't see anything, he widened his eyes. The ordeal left him gasping for breath, and he finally spat out the piece of cloth from his mouth.
"It's me! Don't kill me, don't kill me!"
