In just a short two weeks, the dwelling in the little bamboo grove was already covered in a layer of dust. The once peaceful and tranquil little yard was already showing the very first signs of neglect.
Jun Wu Xie pushed open the doors leading into the tiny yard, walking slowly into the once familiar place.
Suddenly, she halted her steps in the middle of the yard, as her eyes swept towards the tightly locked doors to the kitchen.
Jun Wu Xie's eyes narrowed slightly and her figure blurred before the locked doors were blasted open with a great kick the very next moment. The quick and agile figure moved like a mini hurricane within the interior and Jun Wu Xie's hand closed upon another figure hidden within the pile of straw in the corner and picked him up!
"Ah! Ah! Ah!" A dirty and ragged figure was dragged out roughly by Jun Wu Xie.
The person's arms were flailing vigorously in the air and unintelligible wails were emitting from his mouth.
