Dawa Yangzong stood on a big rock in the temporary camp and looked towards the horse path. She felt uneasy as Pema did not return. Seeing that there was no one on the road, she got down from the stone and sat back beside the fire in despair.
There was a teapot hanging on the fire. Father Yangzong and the guys were drinking tea. Father Yangzong was observing her and thinking about it.
The sound of horse hooves was heard in the distance, and Yangzong quickly got up and ran over to take a look. Not far away, two men on horseback galloped past. They were not Baima. Yangzong was so angry that he turned back and kicked the bag on the ground. The bag didn't move at all, but Yangzong shouted: "Oh, it hurts me so much. Who doesn't have eyes? Put it here." La?"
The servant ran over and moved the bag and said, "Miss, this is a battery. Why are you kicking it?"
"Oh, damn it." Yangzong jumped back on his seat and rubbed his feet.
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