"You're not going to help, but you came to find me first?" Fang Zhiyi looked at Xu Xiaocao with interest.
Xu Xiaocao immediately lowered her head. "I—I can't help... Sister just ran off after them, and I didn't know what to do."
Someone nearby said, "Report it to the officials! There are plenty of patrolling constables on the street today, why didn't you—"
"Those constables wouldn't bother with this. All the beggars in Huai River are connected, everyone knows that."
"That's right. Last time I saw that old beggar Six Fingers chewing on roast chicken with a smug look on his face. He ate better than my family on New Year's Eve."
Fang Zhiyi stood up, and Xu Xiaocao quickly followed behind him.
But once he stepped outside, he didn't go looking for Xu Xiaoya. Instead, he headed straight in the opposite direction.
"Brother Fang, aren't you going to look for Sister..."
Fang Zhiyi shook his head. "Her own karma. I can't interfere."
A flicker of delight passed through Xu Xiaocao's eyes. "Sister really is troublesome, always causing trouble for Eldest Brother Fang. When she comes back, I'll have to talk to her properly."
Fang Zhiyi glanced at her but ignored her and kept walking.
Xu Xiaocao followed behind him, watching as, without even blinking, he paid for a quiet little courtyard.
"This should be enough for her to live in," Fang Zhiyi said with a deep breath.
By now, Xu Xiaocao's inner sense of unfairness had turned into jealousy, barely hidden. If Xu Xiaoya hadn't told her so much, hadn't shared her story, she wouldn't have started thinking this way. She might even have been grateful. But now that she knew Xu Xiaoya had also suffered, her resentment churned relentlessly.
Fang Zhiyi was well aware of all this, but he couldn't be bothered to deal with it. As he tucked his silver back into his pouch, his gaze landed on the fake talisman Xu Xiaoya had begged for him the night before.
"This little girl actually dared to follow all the way here?" The old beggar was surprised. Xu Xiaoya also realized she probably shouldn't have come, but seeing herself surrounded by several beggars, she forced herself to stay calm. "I—I'm warning you, my little sister went to notify my family! Give me back my money pouch!"
"Six Fingers, she's threatening you!" another beggar jeered.
The old beggar called Six Fingers gave a lecherous grin. "Little girl, do you even know where you are? This is our home. Easy to get in, but getting out? Now that's the hard part."
"What are you going to do?" Xu Xiaoya started to panic.
At that moment, she finally felt a wave of regret. She should have listened to Gousheng earlier—if it wasn't her business, she shouldn't have stuck her nose in it. If she hadn't given that beggar money, would all this have happened?
"Do? Hehe... Someone guard the door, keep your eyes sharp!" Six Fingers rubbed his hands together. "Not a bad-looking little thing. What a shame."
Xu Xiaoya suddenly dashed toward a door, rushed inside, spun around, and slammed it shut, pressing her entire body against it.
The beggars outside froze for a moment, then burst into laughter.
"She actually ran right into the trap?"
Xu Xiaoya smelled a strong, foul odor. Only then did she notice several half-grown children in the room staring at her in terror. Their hands or feet were bound with straw ropes. One of them had no legs at all.
"AAAAAHHH!!!"
Her scream only made the beggars outside laugh even harder.
"Stop screaming. Be good, and you'll have better days ahead. Don't think your family will find you. Look at these kids—none of them ran away from home. Ask them now, do their families even want them anymore?"
Xu Xiaoya's mind flashed back to the threats her foster mother, Widow Li, used to scare her with. She said naughty children who ran away from home would be grabbed by beggars, their legs cut off, tongues sliced out, eyes gouged, and then sent out to beg.
Terror filled her face. "Aren't you afraid of the authorities?"
"The authorities? Hahaha! Let me tell you—our boss has connections high up!" The voice outside dripped with arrogance. "Come out now, let us have some fun with you, and maybe we'll let you off easy..."
"Little ass, who are you talking to? Huh? Who wants to come in?" The voice suddenly turned confused.
"Who the hell are you?"
"Crap—Little ass, he—he's dead!"
Chaos erupted outside. Xu Xiaoya still held the door shut, not daring to speak. She just stared at the children inside.
"The gate of heaven~ The souls of the dead~ I, the Taoist, am a man of leisure~" Faintly, she heard someone singing, the tune strange and off-key. It sounded familiar. Then—a hand slammed hard against the door.
She flinched, but the hand, along with the body it belonged to, slid to the ground.
Silence fell outside.
Ignoring the stench, Xu Xiaoya took a deep breath and slowly cracked the door open. One look was all it took—she saw the old beggar lying at her feet, eyes wide open, dead with a look of endless regret.
"This thing works pretty well for collecting souls too. Hmph."
She followed the voice and saw Fang Zhiyi flick the black sword in his hand with his middle finger, a look of satisfaction on his face.
Had Gousheng killed again?
Fang Zhiyi turned and met her gaze.
"Let's go?"
Relief flooded Xu Xiaoya's heart. She pushed the door open, glanced back at the children, and was about to ask Fang Zhiyi something. But he had already walked out of the courtyard.
Fang Zhiyi leaned against the wall by the gate, carefully wrapping his black sword in cloth, showing no intention of helping.
Xu Xiaoya came out, followed by several filthy children. Two of them were being carried by their companions.
"Breeding and mutilating for begging—some people really have no shame," Fang Zhiyi said with a cold laugh.
"Wait!" Xu Xiaoya turned and ran back inside. When she came out again, she was holding her small money pouch.
Fang Zhiyi curled his lip. "Is it really worth it..." Before he could finish, he caught sight of smoke rising from the yard.
"You—"
"Gousheng, don't worry. I'll protect you too!" Xu Xiaoya said earnestly.
Fang Zhiyi looked at the fire she had set, not knowing how to react. Was this the decisiveness of a villain? Just casually killing people and burning the evidence? That didn't seem right.
"Not afraid of me killing people this time?" Fang Zhiyi asked.
Xu Xiaoya stared into his eyes and replied, "They deserved it. Gousheng, you did a good thing." She looked at the children. As she made up her mind to lead them out, she had seen two smaller children dead in the corner—the foul smell came from there.
The destruction of a beggars' den barely caused any ripples. To the authorities of Huai Jiang City, a few dead beggars meant nothing.
When Fang Zhiyi led Xu Xiaoya back to the little courtyard he had bought for her, disappointment flashed through Xu Xiaocao's eyes.
If only Xu Xiaoya hadn't come back.
But the next moment, she still smiled and rushed forward. "Sister, I was so worried about you!"
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