The village elder, supported by the little boy... the same little boy who had spoken first, trembled as he pushed the door open.
Ssssshhh...
In an instant, a large amount of dirt and grime tumbled from the door crack, smearing Yi Lin and Wang Tiandi from head to toe with a face full of dust.
"Cough, cough, cough..."
"Woof, woof... achoo—"
Doggy's face was covered with dirt.
In the dim light.
Yi Lin brushed away the dust in front of him vigorously with his hands, squinting as he peered through the now-open door.
With just one look, Yi Lin couldn't help but freeze on the spot.
Wang Tiandi... also didn't bother to wipe the dust from his face and was instantly dumbstruck.
Ning You and Xiao Chuer quietly followed behind the duo, their actions of stuffing meat into their mouths instantly petrified.
Everyone turned their attention to the inside of the house.
