The beggar girl looked at the fallen Su Qing.
She reached out a hand covered in dark purple scars, wanting to help Su Qing.
But to her surprise, she couldn't touch him.
"Huh?" The beggar girl was shocked and terrified.
She reached out to touch Su Qing again.
This time.
She wasn't sure if it was her imagination.
The beggar girl actually managed to touch Su Qing's body.
"Huh?" The beggar girl let out another surprised gasp.
Then, right in front of everyone, as if performing a magic trick, she began to drag Su Qing away.
But in the eyes of a normal person...
The beggar girl looked like she was miming, grabbing at empty air and acting out the motions of dragging something away as she left.
"It's that beggar girl again. Dammit, I tried to kick her last time, and now my leg is still about to go lame."
"I got angry and tried to hit her with a stick, but my hand felt like it had been burned off."
"Hmph, I can tell you're an outsider."
