Face Death Together with Your Child

Qi Yu took a deep breath, looking at her face that seemed ready to turn into an emoji with the words "I don't deserve it," feeling both angry and annoyed.

"That's right! I'm just wasting my time!"

He angrily got up from the ground.

His long pants were torn by thorns, revealing the side of his thigh stained with blood.

However, he didn't even spare a glance, walking away in anger.

...

"Why hasn't Master Qi come yet?"

Moonlight shone on the treetops, and the usually quiet Sweetwater Village, with only the sounds of insects and birds, was unusually lively today.

To promote their village's culture and to thank the production team for their great help today, the villagers had specially prepared a grand feast in the village's main ancestral hall.

Qiu Tianhao looked at the dinner filled with local specialties and stealthily patted his growling stomach.

But Qi Yu still hadn't arrived.