The five people looked at each other. Before they could even make clear of the situation, that man who was about to beat the child earlier, was instantly sent flying away as well, and he fell a couple of meters away.
The rest were frightened. At a loss, they looked at their empty surroundings.
In the next moment, the wooden bats in the hands of the other four people, suddenly flew away out of no reason as well.
"Ghost, that ghost came again." One of the men suddenly exclaimed, as he tumbled about and fled. The other four people woke up from their shock as well, as they followed that man one after another. With faces filled with fear, they escaped.
Only that little boy was left in that place. He was dumbfounded, and he looked around his surroundings with flustered, yet expecting eyes.
Zhu Yao sighed, and revealed herself. She no longer carried the gentleness in her face, instead, she was carrying that cold and prideful mask of hers, as she looked at that child.
She did not say anything, and simply reached out her hand. That ring which was in the child's hands then automatically flew back into her palm. Zhu Yao inspected it for a moment, and after confirming that not a single piece of item inside was missing, she wore it back on her finger.
She once again looked at that boy who was staring straight at her, before she turned around and unhesitatingly, she walked away.
After she walked for about a few dozen steps, there were movements behind her. The boy was following after her.
Zhu Yao did not care about him, and simply walked straight out of the city. She was walking very slowly, it was a regular speed for an adult, however, the child was having a hard time following after her. As he followed her out of the city, from beginning to end, he had always maintained a distance of five to six steps. He was not near her, but he was not too far away to lose sight of her either.
Two hours later, after arriving at a desolated road, Zhu Yao stopped, and said coldly. "Why are you following me?"
The child moved the corner of his lips, however, he did not answer.
Zhu Yao did not bother to converse with him either, as she continued to walk. In any case, he wouldn't be able to follow her for long.
They then walked for another two hours. Zhu Yao was a Demigod-stage practitioner, walking a short distance like this was basically nothing to her. However, the child was a mortal, and the route they walked on were bumpy mountain roads, so he had long been panting heavily. Yet, he still stubbornly followed behind her, and when he was unable to walk anymore, he used his hands and legs to crawl.
If he had known it would come to this, would he not have acted thus? Zhu Yao sighed, and finally stopped. She then turned to look at that child whose face was filled with fatigue.
"Speak. What do you plan on doing by following me?"
The child was startled for a moment. Lowering his head, he looked at her with both expectations and guilt in his eyes, yet, he did not know what to say.
"You can't be thinking of selling me again, right?" Zhu Yao narrowed her eyes.
"No, of course not!" The child anxiously waved his hands. He took a step forward, as he tried to explain. Yet, because he was afraid that his muddy clothes would stain her clothes which were white as snow, he retreated again. Now, he had clearly understood that back then, she sincerely wanted to help him out, yet he himself was...
Gritting his teeth, the child heavily bowed towards her, and said with emphasis on every word. "I'm sorry."
Zhu Yao frowned. The anger which she had earlier, had almost dissipated completely as well. Sighing, she cast a Dirt-Removal Art on him. His clothes which had turned into a black lump, instantly regained its former color, and the mud on his body instantly disappeared as well.
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My Disciple Die Yet Again
HumorGame designer Zhu Yao accidentally gets transmigrated into a new xianxia VR game that is currently in development. there she becomes the disciple of the most beautiful male immortal Yu Yan who had to waite 16 thousand years before finally getting a...
