At this moment of crisis, Madame Sun came up with another possibility. She suddenly looked at Tong Sande, her elderly face twisted with anxiety.
However, under this distortion, there was a glint of hope. She lunged at Tong Sande like a person grasping at their final lifeline, her eyes bulging outward with intensity, painting quite a terrifying scene.
"If it's not in the closet, it must be on you!"
"Take your pants off and let everyone see!"
Thinking back to Tong Sande's previously arrogant demeanor, she yelled out, her voice high-pitched and fervent, "You dared to invite everyone in, you must be wearing them. Take your pants off now, take them off!"
Qiao Xiaomai "..."
The spectating villagers "..."
Tong Tiehu's beard bristled with fury. It was infuriating, utterly infuriating!
Tong Sande twitched the corner of his mouth, raising his leg without hesitation.
