Qin Zhu's voice cracked as panic took over.
He kicked helplessly in the air.
The others simply looked at Qin Zhu, while Hua Feixue looked downright thrilled.
Hua Feixue was already imagining what coffin size would fit Qin Zhu.
Qin Zhu's eyes bulged.
"No no no! I take it back! I wasn't gonna rob anyone!"
"I swear I'm a good person!"
"Don't turn me into a rock!"
Mo Xixi tilted her head slightly.
"Then stop screaming."
"You're noisy."
Qin Zhu could only wail.
He kept flailing his head, the only part he could still move.
His voice grew higher with every plea.
"I'm sorry! I was just testing my luck!"
"Brother, sir, senior, big sister, ancestor - I didn't mean it!"
"I'll go back to farming! I'll raise chickens!"
"W-Wait! I'm serious! I'll leave, I'll never come back!"
Mo Xixi only sighed and adjusted her grip.
Qin Zhu's body stiffened even more, his limbs refusing to listen to him.
