The snake looked terrifying. Although it was some distance away, Zhang Xueying was still shaking with fear.
"Chen Yang, what should we do?" Zhang Xueying said with a hint of tears in her voice.
"Don't worry, I'll get it out for you," Chen Yang comforted her and then pressed the snake's head with the broomstick.
While the snake entangled with the broom, Chen Yang's other hand swiftly struck, grabbing the snake firmly behind its head.
Held in Chen Yang's hand, the snake immediately coiled up.
Seeing the snake in Chen Yang's hand, Zhang Xueying screamed in fright.
"Chen Yang, throw it far away, please. I'm scared it's too close," Zhang Xueying said.
"Okay," Chen Yang nodded, then turned and left Zhang Xueying's home, throwing the snake far away before returning.
"The snake is gone. I'll check the cabinet again, just in case there are more," Chen Yang said.
Zhang Xueying nodded repeatedly, "Okay."
Chen Yang stepped forward and started searching through the wardrobe.
