"Ugh, squatting here is so tiring. I don't even know how long I've been squatting. I can't take it anymore. I need to go home, or the tigress will make me kneel on the washboard again."

In the corner of the hall, Su Da Qiang mumbled to himself, then immediately stood up. Taking advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention, he quietly sneaked towards the door.

However, just as he reached the door and glanced outside, his face suddenly turned pale, and he started trembling all over. He quickly retreated back to his spot and squatted down again.

"Hey, buddy, why are you back?" a nearby guest asked in confusion.