Chu Yang said expressionlessly, "Wait!"
Ling Feiyan was taken aback, not understanding the meaning of Chu Yang's words, "Wait? Wait for what?"
Chu Yang continued, "Waiting for a miracle to happen."
"..." Ling Feiyan nearly spat out a mouthful of old blood.
"Chu Yang, now is not the time for jokes. Are you actually expecting those rats infected with deadly bacteria to rush into the burning stacks of wood and immolate themselves?"
Chu Yang said indifferently, "Do you have any better ideas?"
Ling Feiyan was suddenly at a loss for words; she had no better plan.
But waiting for those disease-bearing rats to rush onto the burning stacks of wood and self-immolate was a bit too absurd, wasn't it?
"Forget it, let's just burn these rats in front of us first!" Ling Feiyan organized the other villagers, lit more stacks of wood, and threw the caught rats into the fire.
Chu Yang, with an expressionless face, watched the crackling flames in front of him.
Rustling!!!
