Peach Mountain, at the entrance of the schoolhouse.
A group of little monkeys were running wild on the open ground with grass balls in their arms.
The squirrel lay lazily on a tree branch, gnawing on pine cones, enjoying the evening glow.
Two ferocious giant bears sat at the mouth of the valley, holding their heads, loudly reciting:
"The moonlight before my bed, I suspect it is frost on the ground..."
The scenes before Wei Ming made him suddenly feel that these were not demons, but talking animals from a fairy tale world.
Wei Ming shook his head, throwing out the thoughts in his mind.
He was different from Ye Fan; he was a sheriff and had more responsibilities and considerations.
A grass ball rolled to Wei Ming's feet.
A little monkey ran over on all fours, looking timid, and mustered the courage to say:
"Sorry."
Wei Ming instinctively replied:
"It's okay."
He frowned, picked up the grass ball that weighed heavily on his mind, and returned it to the little monkey.
