The moment the old lady opened her eyes, she happened to see Amelia burning the little scarecrows. She instantly panicked. These little scarecrows were her grandson's life! How could this little girl do this! Since she knew that she was borrowing life, she must also know that this would kill her grandson!
"No, no!" The old lady shouted, but it was useless. She clutched her chest and fell to the ground, crying. "How can you do this! You're harming my grandson! How can you be so selfish!"
Amelia's face was calm. Knowing that Brother Harper was fine, she felt relieved. She pursed her lips and said, "You also harmed my brother's life. Aren't you selfish?"