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But when Mr. Yi stood up, I saw that his pants were empty and he had no legs.

No, it could only be said that they were not human legs, because beneath them were two long and thin wooden sticks.

When Mr. Yi was leaning towards us, Zhuo Yue grabbed my hand and instinctively shielded me behind her.

Old Man Yi said Zhuo Yue was overthinking things. He wouldn't harm me