“You! How dare you steal something! Take it out right now!”
“No! Someone gave it to me earlier! I didn’t steal it!”
“How dare this bastard lie! Who will hand out food to others in Kunming? Won’t you let go of it?”
The merchant was beating up a child for a single dumpling.
“Come! Give it to me! Won’t you give it even if your hands are cut off!”
In the end, he pulled out the dumpling tied to his waist. It was the moment when he held the child’s hand and lifted it up.
“What are you doing!”
Yoon Jong, who heard the child screaming, ran towards the place quickly. He grabbed the hand of the merchant who was beating the child.
“What is this…!”
The merchant who was angry at the unexpected interruption, quickly closed his mouth as he felt an unstoppable force tightening his hand. In an instant, his tone softened.
“Ah, no it isn’t like I’m harassing him for no reason… this child stole the dumpling…”
“Stole? I gave it to him a while ago!”
“…you mean you gave it to him?”
Yoon Jong’s eyes went wild.
“Shouting at a child without realizing the situation! What kind of person are you!?”
“Aigoo! I am sorry. Sorry! W-we didn’t… Kunming doesn’t have any food that can be shared with others, so I thought he stole it.”
Yoon Jong’s face went stiff.
“But no matter what. Trying to cut off a child’s hand for stealing something. How can a person be like that!”
“Ugh! I was just trying to scare him!”
Yoon Jong, who had been staring at the merchant for a long time, let go of the hand he was holding on to and asked in a serious tone.
“Why don’t the people here help others?”
The merchant caressed his hand in tears and looked at the man.
“H-How could I give someone else something to eat? We have nothing to eat here ourselves.”
“Hmm.”
“Everyone here is starving to death. Didn’t you see it on the way?”
Yoon Jong sighed.
“I understand the situation, but it is wrong to recklessly hurt the child!”
“S-Sorry!”
He spoke firmly and turned his gaze to the child who was on his butt.
“Are you fine?”
“… I, I am fine, but…”
His lips were cracked, his hand seemed gashed, but the child didn’t care. He only looked at his hands. Tears welled up in his eyes as he looked at the dumpling which had been crushed by the force of the altercation with mud all over it.
“I wanted to give it to my sibling…”
Yoon Jong smiled sadly and tapped the child’s shoulder.
“Don’t worry. I will buy new dumplings again.”
“R-really?”
“Then.”
Seeing the scene, Jo Gul nodded his head.
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ROMHS Chap 151 - 350
ActionThe 13th disciple of the Mount Hua Sect, one of the greatest third generation swordsmen, the Plum Blossom Sword Saint: Chung Myung. After defeating the Heavenly Demon and ending his reign of chaos, Chung Myung breathed his last on the summit of the...
