But before the little tailor's feet reached the door, he suddenly felt a hand behind him, pulling his collar and pulling him away.

"Why are you pulling me?"

The little tailor was pulled away like a chicken, and he suddenly felt annoyed.

"We are here to be guests, not to rob."

The little tailor said "Oh" in frustration, and suddenly his eyes fell on the third rule on the wooden sign.

An idea flashed in his mind, and he took out a can from his pocket, opened it, and walked to the door again with a smile.

"It turns out we have to feed them delicious food. What's so difficult about this?"

He took the can and squatted down halfway. When he was thinking about how to feed the can, he heard Kelly finally speak.

"Let me do it."

She patted the little tailor's shoulder. The little tailor stood up straight in a daze, and then heard Kelly talking to the door.

"Brothers, I'm Kelly, and I'm here to find you."
Chapter completed!