Finally, at noon on the fourth day, they arrived at a place called Mopan Town.

There was a notice board at the entrance of the town. Hong Xiaoduo deliberately looked at it and saw that the posted documents were about collecting autumn grain taxes, but she didn't see any portraits of prisoners.

Whew, I breathed a sigh of relief and led the children inside.

Standing on the town's street, many passersby stared curiously at the large and small group of people.

There were also beggars leaning on canes, glaring at them with hostile eyes, as if to say, "This is my territory, get lost."

However, Hong Xiaoduo's eyes glared even more fiercely than his, and the beggar instantly understood that this fierce-looking young woman was the leader who controlled the seven little beggars. The beggar was unwilling, but dared not confront her.

It wasn't that he was afraid of this seemingly harmless young woman; based on his years of experience as a wanderer and beggar, he knew that this young woman must have someone behind her.

The sensible beggar slipped away, but Hong Xiaoduo stood there motionless. What should she do first? Find an inn? No, she should find a clothing store first, buy some clothes, then go to an inn to shower and change, and then find a restaurant for a proper meal.

Okay, let's do it that way.

Hong Xiaoduo had just lifted her foot to walk forward when she turned around to tell the children to stay close and not get separated, but then she noticed that some of them seemed to be missing.

One, two, three. She counted them up and, including the little one on her back, realized that one was indeed missing—the sixth son, Kaiyang, was gone.

She hadn't planned to take care of these seven children indefinitely, but losing one now was absolutely unacceptable...