Three days later, the Wang family was in a gloomy state.
Wang Jianfei paced back and forth, frowning. When he looked up and saw his wife, Liu Shuhui, it was clear she wanted to say something to him. He waved his hand, indicating there was no need to speak; he wouldn't agree.
Turning again, he saw his son, and with his hands behind his back, he slowly turned away, refusing to communicate with Wang Pengyu.
Wang Pengyu finally couldn't hold it in any longer, "Dad, it's only been three days, and that Qilin has already eaten most of mom's jewelry, but nothing has come out. It's not a Qilin; it's clearly a Gold Swallowing Beast!"
"Just wait for a bit longer. I think the Qilin is just constipated, having eaten too much. When it comes out, won't your mom's jewelry be back?"
After saying this, he glanced at the Qilin in its den.
