Even until he arrived at his home, he was still shaking. He knocked on the door, his face extremely pale.
His heart was really in turmoil.
Originally, he just passed by his grain barn after he returned from a relative's house. Before he knew it, he had returned so late. The noise inside the grain barn made him think that there were rats eating his grain.
In his anger, he hadn't thought about the possibility that there were people inside the house instead of rats. After all, the incident where rats were eating his grain had happened a few times.
Impulsively, he barged into his grain barn. He wanted to see whether the traps he had put all over the grain barn had managed to catch some rats.
He hadn't expected that his grain barn had become a den of child traffickers instead.
"Husband, why have you returned so late?" The sleepy voice of his wife jolted him to reality.
