What kind of feeling was this?
Her pores began to open, and Jing Shu felt her heartbeat accelerate, her body temperature rise. She was getting excited, unlike the last time. This time she was also very agitated, bloodthirsty, and eager to personally snap their necks.
"There's no escape now; they've already come. Grandma, you, Mom, Third Aunt, and Cousin, stay in the living room. Have you forgotten the traps Dad and I set up last time? You can rest assured they won't be able to get in."
Mrs. Jing clutched Jing Shu's arm tightly. "No, you can't go out! It's too dangerous outside. I... I don't want to end up like Wang Xue Mei..."
As she spoke, tears streamed silently down her face; what had happened to Wang Xue Mei had clearly left a deep scar on her.
Mr. Jing stepped forward. "Don't be afraid. Anyone who wants to hurt you will have to step over my dead body first!"
