Erya was frightened to tremble when she heard the voice. The firewood in her hands fell scattered, and she didn’t pick them up, but jumped over the firewood and escaped.

Behind her, a man with a hideous scar on his face limped towards her, with his expression vicious like a ghost, “How dare you run away? You are going after that bitch, aren’t you?!”

Erya shook her head in terror, but the man was still full of fire. He bent down to pick up a piece of firewood ...