"Ed... Mr. Ed... Mr. Ed..." Over there, they stuttered for quite a while, only repeating these words.
This made Edbert Walker even more furious, "Useless! A bunch of useless people! A dead person, and you can't even find her?!"
"Mr. Ed, please don't be mad, we're conducting a thorough search at the bottom of the cliff." The person over there was scared out of their wits.
"If you can't find her, you can all join her at the bottom of the cliff!" Edbert Walker was raging.
*
A hidden location.
Birds singing, flowers fragrant.
Water flowing gently.
A slightly disheveled woman was lying on the green grass, her brows furrowed tightly, with faint signs of pain evident on her delicate face.
Terry Linton stayed by her side, not moving an inch, and asked the man standing by the stream, "King, does your medicine work or not? I feel like she's in even more pain, like she's dying..."
"Of course it works!" Sandler couldn't help but interject.
