Yankee cried for a while, and then he silently walked to the side. He dug a hole with his hands.

He was respected and pampered, so his hands were smooth and soft. He instantly bled when he dug the hole. His fingernails broke, but he did not mind. He endured the pain and continued to dig.

'Wow!'

Darryl secretly nodded and complimented the righteous boy in his mind when he saw that.

He thought about something and walked toward him. He rolled up his sleeves and said, "Let me help you."

"No!"