Wharton was seated on a chair not too far from Hill. Her face was a bit pale, and she also heard those sounds just now. Only after a long time had passed did Wharton use his hand to press down on her chest did he wake up from his shock. He looked at Hillman and said, "Miss, are you alright?"
Hill shook his head. After calming down, he said, "Whar Ma, I seem to sense that something bad is about to happen. Go down and investigate what happened."
What sort of strangeness was Hill's sixth sense? Wharton couldn't be clearer than anyone else. Upon hearing her young lady speak in such a manner, the lively, adorable little girl's drowsiness was immediately dispelled. She hurriedly mumbled, "I'll go first!"
"Yeah, that's good." Hill lowered his head and thought for a moment. After a moment of he
