Bo Xi lowered his gaze, his expression desolate. "I'm Irish. I originally came to the Northern Country to travel with my parents, but they're gone now. I barely managed to survive."
Everyone fell into a brief, painful recollection and looked at him with sympathy.
Jiang Si nodded, and just as she was about to agree to let him stay, Qin Shen suddenly dismounted and circled Bo Xi.
Bo Xi clenched the squirming, struggling bug in his palm, a cold sweat beading on his forehead.
Qin Shen's intuition told him something was off about the man. He said to Jiang Si, "A visitor is a guest. Let's have Mr. Bo Xi stay with us for a few days."
Zhang Aihua and the others immediately understood the meaning behind Qin Shen's words. The looks they cast toward Bo Xi were now filled with scrutiny.
'Bo Xi desperately wanted to live with other humans.'
'He desperately wanted to live like a normal person.'
'If he could just get through these next few days of observation, maybe it would all be okay.'
