"Snap." A wooden stake drove into the ground, stopping right at Banggeng’s collar.
Banggeng let out a sudden, sharp cry, but upon realizing the splinter hadn't pierced his skin, he began to pant violently. His breathing was so ragged, like the wheezing of a bellows, that even Third Uncle, standing four or five meters away, could hear it clearly.
"I’ll tell you, I’ll tell you..."
Chapter 142