At these words, Qiao Changshun immediately got up, asking anxiously and nervously, "What happened?!"
Qiao Xiaomai grabbed the rope, quickly climbing up the dirt pit using her feet for support. She sat on the edge of the pit and said loudly, "Nothing, I just knocked something over."
"Be careful, miss." The guard distrusted and after reminding her, sat back down.
Xiaomai sighed, listening to the movement outside. Seeing the three people start chatting again, she went along the rope down the pit.
The rough hemp rope rubbed against the palm of her hand, causing a burning pain.
Unfazed, she got down from the pit, squatted down, and stared at the layer of earth bricks, her eyes showing determination.
She put away the mountain knife, took out a pair of thin cotton gloves from her space, put them on, bit her teeth, and pushed her four fingers of her right hand hard into the seam between the earth bricks.
Pain.
A lot of pain.
It hurt so much tears welled up in her eyes.