Before Gu Mian could do anything, he was cordially escorted to the edge of the village by the villagers.
The village boundary was not clearly defined, only marked by a crooked tree. Once you stepped past that tree, you were considered outside the village.
Gu Mian did not have time to wonder what kind of torment the tree had endured to become so bent. He glanced back at the other players. Chu Changge and the others were standing not far behind him, watching him go.
Even though I can't see Xie Bi'an's eyes, I'll assume he's also watching me leave, Gu Mian thought.
The camera crew and the other villagers were watching him with an expectant gaze, as if the moment he left the village, a pack of large dogs would chase him for eighteen blocks.
The only person who never left Gu Mian's side was one of the cameramen. He was now shouldering his camera, its lens aimed directly at Gu Mian's face, seemingly unwilling to miss a single one of his expressions.
