Three meters, two and a half meters, two meters—Yu Zexiao and Jian Anning, edging slightly inward, could even see the long shadow of the person being cast deeper and deeper inside, almost like—in a detective movie, the moment the murderer is about to appear!
Just as the person was about to enter the door!
"What are you doing?"
All of a sudden, the assistant yelled out, "Hurry up and help me! Damn it, this thing is so heavy!"
The steps of the person paused, and they called back, "Coming."
They still wanted to move forward! Still wanted to see what exactly was inside!
"Come on, could you move any faster?" The person was shifting a huge mahogany table and chairs, pure solid wood indeed, which were super heavy.
Just as Dazhang was about to head inside, suddenly, there came a "squeak squeak squeak" sound at his feet. He looked down and saw a gray-haired mouse which zipped past his feet.
"So it's this damn thing!"
