Yang Dingbang tiptoed over and stepped gently on the floorboard. It felt hollow underfoot. He turned to look at his comrade.
His comrade saw his expression and understood immediately. There was something underground. He made a questioning gesture.
Yang Dingbang nodded to confirm there was a problem. His intuition told him that someone was definitely hiding below.
He carefully drew his foot back, then lay prone over the spot, pressing his ear to the floor and listening intently. Just as he suspected, he heard faint movements from below.
'Since there are people down there...'
At that thought, Yang Dingbang exchanged a look with his comrade and gave a hand signal.
His comrade turned and quickly exited the woodshed. He scrambled up a peach tree, leaped over the wall of the old man's yard, and sprinted toward the street to report to their superior.
