Hongyu stood in front of the little girl, feeling that these robbers had ill intentions, and he wanted to protect his sister as much as he could.

"No, if this continues, we'll all be exposed. Let's sell them directly in the capital. Third brother, go check out the situation outside."

The third woman was an ordinary-looking farm woman. If the fat man hadn't called her out, no one would have guessed that she was actually the third-in-command of the human traffickers.

The third brother went out for a while, took a vegetable basket, and quickly returned: "No, several regular customers of the delivery service have been asking about a little boy since they heard that a child is being sold. If we act rashly, we'll attract the soldiers. There are also some people who look like ordinary folks, but they are quite skilled and are also looking for a boy."

The fat man with the scarred face glared menacingly at Hongyu: "You're the one looking for me, kid. Who are you?"

"Do you really want to know?" Hongyu suddenly spoke up, coughing twice. "If you let me go now, we'll be complete strangers who met by chance, how about it?"

Hongyu firmly believed that his father would send someone to find him, and the human traffickers' behavior proved this to be true.

The skinny guy was getting impatient and wanted to slap Hongyu twice, but the fat guy stopped him.

"Speaking of which, your targets are all under five years old, right? How am I different from this girl?" Hongyu asked, somewhat puzzled. They both looked about ten years old and seemed out of place among the little kids around them.

"You guys haven't been scammed, have you?" Hongyu said, then started coughing violently again. "I'm not feeling well, you'd better give me a thick coat, otherwise if I die, none of you will survive."

After hesitating for a long time, the fat man said, "Give him a clean coat!"

Hongyu almost fainted from the smell of sweat on his coat, but remembering that they said it was already clean, he forced himself to endure it.