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Beiting Huang slowly walked on the street. It was still early. From time to time, she would glance at the stalls on both sides. She was only half a step away from the Divine Realm. Her mental strength was different from ordinary people. If she spread out her divine sense, if there were good medicinal herbs, they would not be able to escape her eyes.
An air-piercing sound came from the left, and something heavy hit her hard. There was no malice, so Beiting Huang didnât use much strength when she raised her hand and grabbed it. However, she didnât expect to catch a person in her hand. She suddenly turned around and met the little boyâs face. A mouthful of blood spewed out of the little boyâs mouth. Beiting Huang tilted her head. Although the blood didnât spray on her face, it still landed on her shoulder.
âBig Brother⦠Pfft, cough, cough, cough! Thank you!â
A smile appeared in the boyâs dark and clear eyes. However, Beiting Huang could tell from his frown that this child must be in great pain.
People gradually gathered on the street and saw the boy in Beiting Huangâs hand. The young person was dressed in luxurious clothes and had been sprayed with blood by the boy. The boy looked extremely dirty. Many people pointed at him and discussed this matter.
An older woman came over and pleaded with Beiting Huang, âSir, this child is quite pitiful. He didnât do it on purpose. If you catch him, he wonât be able to pay.â
âThatâs right. This child is really pitiful. The only way is to sell himself as a slave and see if he can repay the adultâs clothes.â
âThis child is very smart. Previously, he wanted to enter the City Lord Manor as a slave, but the City Lord Manor didnât want him at all.â
The boyâs eyes were getting dimmer and dimmer, and blood was flowing from the corner of his mouth. Beiting Huang could naturally tell that this child was the child who had promoted herbs to her previously. She just couldnât understand why he had become like this in the blink of an eye.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Hearing the discussions, the boy barely perked up. He struggled in Beiting Huangâs hand for a while and shook his head desperately. âNo, I canât be your slave. I donât know where you came from. I still have to support my father!â
Beiting Huang frowned fiercely and observed this child who was less than a meter tall. He was so young and still supported his father. It turned out that the words he had said to her just now were all fake. What herbs had his father picked from the deepest part of the Starmoon Plains? They were all nonsense.
âSigh, what a sin. Back then, Lord White Wood was also an impressive alchemist.â
âNot bad. He ended up like this.â
Seeing that Beiting Huangâs gaze was getting sharper and sharper, the little boy panted heavily. However, he still forced himself to stay awake and carefully said to Beiting Huang, âYes⦠Yes⦠Iâm sorry!â
âYouâre not allowed to speak!â Beiting Huang glared at the little boy, not caring how dirty he was. She put away a pill in her arms and stuffed it into the little boyâs mouth. âEat it!â
A cold feeling instantly spread throughout his body. At first, the little boy was afraid that Beiting Huang had given him poison and wanted to vomit it out. At this moment, the intense pain in his internal organs was instantly suppressed by the drug, and his wrinkled face relaxed. The dying little life instantly became lively. He suddenly pushed Beiting Huang and slipped off her body, running in the direction of the kick.
âHu San, you bastard. How dare you bully a child? Iâll beat you to death!â When the little boy ran to the two stall owners, he picked up his bamboo basket and swung it fiercely at the stall owner called Hu San.
If he had not met this kind-hearted big brother, he would have almost died just now and would never see his father again!