"People who practice Martial Arts naturally cannot stand by when they see injustice."
Zuo Wenchuan clasped one hand:
"But I don't know how the mad beggar Ling Beichen managed to provoke this girl."
Xia Wanshuang glanced at the frightened girl:
"One would probably have to ask this girl about that matter."
Zuo Wenchuan immediately turned his gaze to the girl, intending to ask, but seeing her face full of panic, with eyes like a frightened little animal, he suddenly felt a pang of compassion.
The girl finally snapped out of it and said softly:
"I... my name is Xu Qiaohui.
"I was with my brother going to my grandfather's house... ran into, ran into this beggar grandpa...
"I don't know why, he suddenly took me away.
"He said, he said he was waiting for the full moon night to cut open and bleed...
"But sometimes, he lets me go, yet when I really leave, he comes to catch me again..."
