It was still eleven at night, and Nian Shutong and a few others pushed two small food carts out of the courtyard.
Outside, the Beastmen from five small hills were leaning against the courtyard wall. Nian Shutong thought her wall was leaning a bit.
"Boom———"
Just after thinking this, Nian Shutong saw her courtyard wall collapsing backward, with five Beastmen and a pile of stones falling back.
"Not sturdy."
One Beastman got up first, glanced at the flimsy wall, and continued, "Compensation."
"Who compensates who?"
Nian Shutong's question stumped the Beastman, who whispered to the other Beastmen, "She's not right in the head, let's speak softly."
This action made Nian Shutong roll her eyes and say, "Take the money, we need to start vending."
The five Beastmen stood up, but the whole scene was comparable to a large construction site.
"Snap"
