The sky had not yet brightened, the world engulfed in darkness, with no dawn in sight.
At this time, even the roosters were still asleep, not thinking of crowing.
Some roosters, upon waking, would crow, while others, upon waking, couldn't even muster a cluck, let alone a crow.
At this moment, a large red-crested rooster had somehow a reed pipe placed on its head, and with the sound of intense sucking, the juices in the rooster's head were completely drawn into a person's mouth.
The rooster's brain is small and is gone with a single suck, but this person was not only able to suck out the rooster's brain but also able to suck its blood.
In less than half a cup of tea's time, the entire rooster was sucked dry.
Yet it still wasn't dead, like a worn-out rag bag, being thrown to the ground by that person.
The sky darkened, the dim light illuminating the man's face, revealing a sharp and narrow mouth, bright eyes, and a piece of red meat resembling a crest atop his head.
