At that moment, when the young man finally returned to his senses, he couldn't stand still. This was the first time he had been so agitated and scared at the same time. He wanted to sneak into the house to see what she was doing but he was afraid he might make the situation worse.
"What should we do? What should we do?"
"What if something happens to the young miss inside?"
"My god. Please stop saying terrifying things like that. I don't want to die yet."
"Then, what should we do?"
Everyone was standing in front of the entrance as though they were broken robots, walking back and forth, almost losing their minds. The only one who stood motionless like a rooted tree was YiJin, who was currently in deep meditation, as if he was quietly calculating a certain problem that might cost him his life if he failed to solve it.