Vast desert as far as you could see. Nothing but hot scorching sands.
This town is located at edge of desertland.
FeiFei leaves the cart after he got into Ruan. He doesn't look back. He knows he is being followed.
Those three passengers from the cart. They have been eyeing him from the start.
After Fei leaves crowded place, he got cornered.
The three burly men have surrounded him.
The harsh looking uncle threatens, "Give me all your money."
Fei looks frightened and tosses his money pouch to them.
The man sneers and checks the content.
He curses, "So little. You must be hiding them. Men, strip him!"
"No, I got nothing. It's all in there."
The men punch him. They strip him and found nothing more. They search his clothes bundle but found nothing precious in it.
"Boss, he is poor like us."
The harsh looking uncle spits to the ground.
He comments, "Worst luck, kiddo. Better luck next time."
Fei shivers out of fear. Fortunately those men aren't interested in him. He wears back his clothes in despair.
Day one and he has lost all his money. He staggers up back to his feet again. His cat is meowing sadly.
Fei get dressed as fast as he could. He carries his bundle of clothes and fan.
His cat pops his head again from his robe.
Fei follows the simple map and finds his accommodation in Ruan.
A dilepidated thatched hut. Half of roof is gone.
Fei chuckles and shakes his head. First wife must have arranged this special house for him.
He comments, "Welcome home, QQ."
The cat meows desperately. It seems their good days are over.
Fei crushes to a moldy old mat. He looks to ceiling. He got no money. He needs to fix the roof.
Suddenly he hears screams from somewhere nearby.
A wounded man barges into the hut.
"Save... Me..."
He fainted just like that.
Running footsteps are approaching this place.
Fei squats down and checks on the injured man. He whistles. As a true facedog person, he got enamored easily.
He looks around and makes a quick decision.
The pursuers have arrived.
One of them yells, "Have you seen an injured slave? He is running this way!"
Fei shakes his head.
The slave traders check the hut but found no sign of the runaway slave.
Few blood droplets on the ground.
A trader squats down and checks on them.
He asks suspiciously, "Where did the blood come from?"
Fei puts his right hand behind his back and secretly cuts himself. He shows his injured hand.
He confesses, "I got robbed earlier."
The traders see his bruised face and trust him. They leave to chase the runaway slave.
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Trash Strikes Back (BL) (End)
Historical FictionHis father is a hero. His mother was known for her peerless beauty. He is known as trash. Good for nothing. Rich second generation. Prodigal son Live a leisure salted fish life in bordertown. Could his dream come true? Warning: the setting is ancien...
