"..." The man opened his mouth, looked around blankly, and at that moment didn't know whether to stand up or not.
In the end, he followed the guidance from deep within his heart and chose to kneel down, keeping his body prostrated on the ground.
Leaving the woman and two children looking at him puzzled, "Dad?"
"Shh! Don't speak! Kneel down together, beg for the great deity's forgiveness!"
The man pulled his whole family to bow along, feeling much relieved inside.
While the tofu shop's family was still speculating whether Xu Shu was petty and vengeful, and made corresponding statements for it.
Xu Shu had already moved swiftly like the wind and lightning, and together with Xiao Ya, reached the highest point of the village, arriving at Widow Yang Su's doorstep.
"Looks like they haven't left." Xiao Ya nodded, looking somewhat puzzled at the "large bundle" of corpses Xu Shu was holding, "What are those?"
