When Tianshu opened the cloth sack,
several spirits soon walked in from outside the alley.
Most were children, dressed in ragged clothes, with sallow, gaunt faces.
There were even some with missing arms or legs.
They all knew that at this time every night, Tianshu would distribute supplies to those in need.
These spirits didn't fight or scramble for the items.
They just quietly took what they needed.
Tianshu ruffled a small child's hair.
The child was hugging a toy car, a nervous expression on their face.
"Sister Tianshu..."
"A group of strangers came to the street, and they all have stars on them."
"You should run, so you don't get captured again..."
Hearing this, Tianshu wasn't surprised.
The entirety of Wailing Street knew of her existence.
The vast majority of the spirits had received her help.
You could say,
they were all her eyes and ears.
No matter who entered, the residents of Wailing Street would know immediately and come to inform her.
