"It's getting late. Quickly pull it out!"
At that moment, on the northern side of the village, the Second Master was anxiously pacing in circles. Seeing that he had been waiting for a long time but no one had pulled the grass rope, he finally couldn't bear it and rushed over.
The people around were still hesitating. After all, it was agreed in advance that someone inside would pull the rope before those outside could do the same. The Second Master, however, anxiously said, "This Juehu Village is only so big. Even if they crossed through it, it should have been time by now. Something must have happened, right?"
As he spoke, he pulled the rope forcefully, but unexpectedly, the harder he pulled, the looser it became, and he only pulled out a rope end.
Whether it was Old Yangpi, the Clan Leader, or Zhou Datong and the villagers following behind, they were all stunned.
"Oh, my dear mother..."
