Chapter 613

Four or five jars of peanut butter right in front of him were toppled over.

The glass jars slammed against the wooden base of the drawer.

Some shattered, oozing sticky paste everywhere, while others simply rolled to the opposite side.

Fortunately, Rhea had set up two full rows of peanut butter jars hiding his spot. Even after the front row fell, Pine still had two jars shielding him like a makeshi