The Blacksmith Uncle looked anxious, as if he recalled something and urged Herag to leave quickly.
Herag nodded and walked to the door, turning back to ask, "Blacksmith Uncle, do you know how to get out?"
The Blacksmith Uncle paused, thinking for a moment with a pained expression. Holding his forehead, he said, "I've forgotten a lot, but I know if you stay until dawn, you'll be able to leave. Most importantly, stay away from these houses, don't get close!"
"Ah!" He clutched his head in pain and squatted down, as a large lump suddenly bulged out from his back, unknown what it was.
Seeing this, Herag turned and ran, closing the door behind him.
Bam!
The next second, a loud noise came from behind the door, and Herag felt the entire street tremble.
"Robert?" Herag glanced around but didn't see Robert.
He remembered clearly that Robert was just outside the window, but was gone when he came out.
"Could it be that he was frightened away by the Blacksmith Uncle?"
