A few days after the fat man left, some movements clicked in the rabbit hole.

A bat crept out of it slowly.

After further scouting no danger around, the bat flapped its wings. Its figure faded unnoticed.

......

Zhang Jian saw Wang Yan was at the side of the well for refills as he came home. Her fair hair dappled with sweat trickled down her face.

"Wang Yan," he stopped her. "Really. You don't have to do this. Let me handle this."

Indeed! How could he drive this poor little girl suffering the same miserable life in his home?

He stepped close to snatch the water bucket in her hands while continuing to grumble. "I've told you, why are you not convinced?"

'Senior meant I'm not made of the right stuff.'

Wang Yan's heart sank, and she retorted, "No! I'm good at it! Look!"

She grabbed the bucket and attempted to pull up the water bucket quickly to show her talents in cultivation. Unfortunately, her physical strength was no match to her intention.

The twine dropped off in her hands expectedly and the bucket returned the bottom again.

The silence was in deep embarrassment.

The little brown dog's belly twittered for its obvious ridicule until it couldn't laugh anymore for the pain of it.

'Such an ignorant idiot!'

Wang Yan felt herself going red in the face with shame.

"Yep... I saw that." Zhang Jian replied in the clamest voice he could restrain.

Then he collected the water in the well as if it were weightless as usually he did, and the little girl was stuck in astonishment.

'Senior managed it via his physical strength alone!'

Zhang Jian grieved much as noticing the shock on her face.

'She'd probably gotten little help from others in Old Xiao's family. I couldn't abuse her anymore.'

Stunned for a while, Wang Yan happened to find some extraordinary stuff in Zhang Jian's side.

"Senior, this ..."

"A snack for you." Zhang Jian smirked.

"Hmm..."

Out of curiosity, Wang Yan glanced at the fishing bucket she had ever seen before.

"Help me!"

A faint strange voice came from the bucket. She barely heard it and wasn't sure if it was her imagination.

'How could a bucket make a sound?'

She swept imaginary plots in her mind for granted but learned that she was wrong as noticing some unusual fish struggling in the bucket.

'OH! MY GOODNESS! THESE ...!'

She was almost shuddering all over with excitement.

And so in point of fact Zhang Jian pitied her from the bottom of his heart for her very expression.

"All is for me?" asked Wang Yan incredulously.

"You never had tasted the snack like this, I suppose?"

Zhang Jian did sigh in her heart, 'Never a blinking bit of flesh fish ... I have to feed her up!'

Wang Yan dared not nod to confess such immodest words from Zhang Jian.

Tasting demonic beasts of the upper stage as the snack?

She'd never have considered it, or rather, anyone normal never had such an unrealistic picture of life.

If in that case, no one could bear the fury from the devildom world.

"Collect some firewood for me, a savory fish soup is waiting for us." Zhang Jian put in while she lost in her deep thought.

Wang Yan came back and got to be on her maid job while Zhang Jian put those dark fish into a small net with a brown puppy trotting subservient after him.

A faint voice sounded again from the seemingly ordinary bucket.

"Help me! Help me!"

The laughter packed the kitchen and was full of life.

His attempt went unnoticed.

......