Chu Baiying’s shrill screams quickly jolted Tian Shengrong awake from his half-slumber. Though he, too, was shivering from the cold, the grating noise at his ear made him grumble in annoyance:
"What is it? It’s barely dawn."
As he spoke, he slowly pried his eyes open. Before he was fully conscious, he felt his wife gripping his arm, her voice hysterical and filled with disbelief:
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