Little Brother stared at the approaching python, his body as stiff as a stone statue. Even the instinct to cry was consumed by fear.
"Zhouzhou, I raised you with my own two hands. Now it's time for you to repay me..."
The old man's voice trembled, but a calculating, sinister glint shone in his eyes.
His arm muscles tensed as he locked Luo Zhou tightly in his embrace, his palm clamped firmly over the boy's mouth to prevent any sound from escaping.
Since the water and electricity had long been cut off, the grandfather and grandson relied on the flickering light of candles for their daily life.
At that moment, the candlelight wavered slightly, and the entire room fell into an eerie silence.
Accustomed to falling asleep to the chirping of insects and birds, he now felt an unusual quietness that made him look around involuntarily.
