The little beggar girl had been wandering for some days. Everywhere she went, she was met with disdainful looks, driven away, and bullied by local ruffians and gang members.
As for the constables from the Government Office, they were all vicious thugs. She made sure to give them a wide berth whenever she saw them.
But this constable was different. She had only met him twice, yet he had given her copper coins each time. Just moments ago, he had even stepped in to save her. In her heart, she saw him as a good person, a benefactor. That was why she had mustered the courage to follow him, hoping to repay his kindness by praying for him.
But the constable's strong reaction suggested he had misunderstood her. He seemed to think she was following him to become his burden.
The little beggar girl explained in a slight panic,
"S-Sir, Xi'Er doesn't mean to be a burden. I only want to know your name so that for every day I live, I can pray to the Mountain God for you."
