He sighed in relief.
Darryl stopped briefly at the side of the street as he took a look around him. ‘F*ck! Where is this place? Is there a retro city like this in the World Universe Continent?’
The more Darryl looked around, the more he felt that something was wrong!
‘This isn’t a film set… Oh, f*ck! Have I been teleported to another continent?’
The place did not look like the World Universe Continent or the New World Continent!
Darryl was astonished. He was about to stop someone on the street to ask about that when he heard a loud roar from the road!
“Darn you, beggar! How dare you steal my buns?”
“Hit him!”
He followed the sound—he saw some shopkeepers in front of a nearby restaurant as they punched and kicked a young beggar. The restaurant’s owner also cursed at the kid as he stood at the side.
The young beggar was thin and frail, and he had tousled hair. He was dirty and looked very young; he must have been about 18 to 19 years old.
The young beggar endured the beating silently as he clutched two steamed buns tightly in his hands and gorged them down.
There were many people around, but none went forward to help the young man.
Darryl felt a pain in his heart when he saw that.
The young beggar looked so piteous. ‘How many days has he not eaten? He looked so hungry…’
Darryl sighed; he felt sad for the kid. He walked toward the fuss and said to the restaurant owner, ” Stop it. Don’t hit him anymore.”
The restaurant stared at Darryl with a menacing look on his face. “Who are you to defend him? This stinky beggar stole some steamed buns from my store. No one would care even if I beat him to death!
II It turned out the incident was all because of two steamed buns.
Darryl sighed as he took a ring and handed it to the middle-aged man. “I’ll pay for the steamed bun. Tell your men to stop beating him.”
The ring belonged to Brandon and Abby, the Guy siblings. When he first got the ring, people mistook him as the East King from the Tianshan School.
It was useless to keep the ring with him.
The restaurant owner took the ring and was overjoyed. The ring had fine workmanship—it was enough to buy thousands of steamed buns!
“Are you okay? Don’t worry; no one would beat you now.” Darryl laughed as he took the young beggar’s hand.
Darryl stood quite very close to the little beggar, and only then did he realize that he was a girl.
Even though her face was dirty, her features were sharp and delicate; she was obviously a beautiful young woman.
“What’s your name? Where’s your family? How did you end up stealing food?” Darryl asked the little beggar with a sad tone—the girl was too pitiful.