3342: Being Followed

Being Followed

Would it be enough as long as he didn't starve and could survive through these ten days? If it was just that, it shouldn't be too difficult, right?2

Hao'er walked down the big street after pondering this. This was his first time walking around the city after living in the valley for several years. Everything was fresh and fascinating. But every time he got close to a shop, he was chased away.

Maybe it was because he was a young, lone beggar wandering aimlessly around the city that two men in the back alley noticed him.

The two men exchanged glances and quietly followed as the little beggar passed in front of them.

Hao'er didn't know he was being targeted because he was so engrossed in observing all the interesting things on the street. Suddenly, when he came to a bend in the road, a man stepped out to block his way. 

"Little brother, why are you alone?"

Hao'er stopped as he looked at the man in front of him, whose face looked like a cunning rat. With a frown, he said, "Move aside." He didn't know this man.

"Little brother, you must be hungry. Look, I have a roasted chicken leg here. You can have it!" The man pulled out a chicken leg wrapped in oil paper and gave it to him.

He shook his head, even though he hadn't eaten anything else all morning and the smell of the chicken leg made his stomach growl. "No, I just ate." His mother had always warned him that if someone shows excessive generosity for no reason, they must be a bad person or a thief. This man must be up to no good!

Instinctively, he stared at the man warily and took a step back. But before he knew it, a sack was thrown over his head. Then he felt a sharp pain in his neck, and he passed out.

"Go, go, go!" Seeing that there was no one around the corner, the two men lifted the unconscious boy and fled.

Passers-by would not pay attention to a sack stuffed with a small boy, especially since the boy was unconscious and motionless. Even if they did notice, they would probably think the men were carrying goods.

While this was going on, Luo Yu, who had been hiding in the shadows, watched with cold eyes. He quietly followed them, curious to see how Hao'er handled the situation. After all, the Master had told him not to intervene unless absolutely necessary, and to let Hao'er solve the problem on his own.

At this time, Wanyan Qianhua had just arrived at Cardinal Point City. While she was in the sect, she learned that Feng Jiu and her party had returned. She was supposed to arrive yesterday, but there was a delay, and she did not arrive until early this morning.

She was strolling down a city street when she caught the aroma of braised pork with soy sauce and decided to get some for her and Feng Jiu to enjoy with their wine.

So, she turned around and followed the scent. After she bought the marinated dish and put it in her space, she was getting ready to go to the Feng Manor when she saw a familiar figure passing by unnoticed on the street.

"Isn't that one of Little Jiu's people? Who is he following?" Wanyan Qianhua muttered to herself, deciding to follow and see what was happening.

Luo Yu followed the two men to a slum. He concealed his spirit energy breath and hid in a large tree while he watched two men bring Hao'er into a dilapidated house. Suddenly, as if sensing something, a sharp light flashed in his eyes, and he attacked the person behind him.

Wanyan Qianhua was slightly startled, but she instinctively raised her hand to block his attack while saying, "It's me, Wanyan Qianhua."

When Luo Yu saw who was in front of him, he stopped his attack right away. He asked in astonishment, "MIss Wanyan? Why is it you? What brings you here?"

Wanyan Qianhua glanced at him, tucked a stray hair behind her ear, and turned her attention to the dilapidated house in front of her. "I followed you here. What are you doing here?"

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