"What are you doing, little mullah?" The man with green hair poked the boy.

"Still playing the role of brother and sister at this time? We are not interested in your ugly sister."

The man with a large mole on his face nodded in agreement:

"That's right, if you make it like this, someone who doesn't know would think we did something to you."

As he said this, he kicked the boy.

"Brother!" the girl screamed and tried to reach out her hand, but was immediately pushed back.

Mullah did not touch his kicked left foot and continued to stand there trembling.

He looked up at the three tall figures and took a barely perceptible breath.

The other party has really seen blood, so they can't act rashly.

Mullah smiled as usual and looked at the scarred man who was silently smoking beside him.

"Uncle Maoji, what do you want to do? My mother is not at home, so it may take a few days..."

"Who's looking for your mother?" Green Hair interrupted him impatiently. "She's a poor bastard. We're tired of her old body."

What's more, the other party hasn't shown up for a month, so he must have run away long ago.

Scarface blew out a smoke ring and asked Green-Haired to stop.

He bent down and looked closely at the mullah's emaciated appearance and spoke kindly.

"Don't worry, we are either here to look for your mother or you."

"Come to us?" Maura's throat tightened.

"Little Maura, you've become quite forgetful since you got the spot in the wizard selection."

Scarface smiled and patted the boy's face, leaving a red mark on it.

"Have you forgotten what we are here for?"