"She's gone mad, mad!" The farmer widened his eyes.
Under normal circumstances, he would definitely be angry, but now, Zuo Ying's hysteria made him forget to be angry, who would get angry at a madman?
"Take them away." Qian Cangyi didn't want to keep arguing.
Yan Wen gave his men a knowing look.
Of the six, all obediently moved forward, except for Zuo Ying, who was still vigorously stomping on the half-ear on the ground. Nobody dared to calm her down in her current state of craziness.
"Let's go." Qian Cangyi stood in front of Zuo Ying.
Zuo Ying did not respond, she kept continuing with her previous action, chanting "Die, die!" incessantly.
"Are you faking it?" Qian Cangyi asked in a low voice, so quietly that no one else could hear him but Zuo Ying.
After hearing this sentence, Zuo Ying paused, then looked at Qian Cangyi with questioning eyes.
"Hei Hei Hei Hei." Strange laughter emitted from Zuo Ying's mouth.