"Boom!"
The Yellow River Shovel collided with the lantern.
Run Sheng flew backward, landing heavily inside the house.
The Second Elder didn't fly back, but his figure was forcibly halted on the steps.
At that moment of delay, only a "bang" sound was heard as the door closed.
Behind the door, Li Zhiyuan looked at the latch, his fingertips gliding in front of him with a mysterious rhythm, then flicked the latch down.
"Click!"
Locked.
In the boy's mind, he could even visualize the previous scene of Zhao Yi using such a sly action, smiling while latching the door.
Probably, he would murmur to himself, claiming he learned this door-locking trick from him.
Outside the door.
"Ah!!!"
Furious, the Second Elder slammed into the door and then,
"Bang!"
The Second Elder was harshly bounced back to the ground by the protective array.
He wanted to raise his fist and pound the ground several times, but found the fist he raised was full of blood.
