This rain could very well cost him his life.
Although he didn't know why he wanted to live again.
"Oh!" the strange man responded indifferently.
He felt a lightness in his body, as if he were being held in someone's arms. The outer garment was large and carried a cold fragrance emanating from the strange man, wrapping him tightly.
The strange man lifted the boy's leg and looked at it, a faint smile playing on his lips. "Kid, are you hungry?"
Glug glug.
My stomach rumbled at just the right moment.
The child blushed with embarrassment, "I..."
"I still need one more disciple. Join my sect and become my disciple, and I'll guarantee you a life free from want, how about it?"
As he spoke, he took out a pot of wildflower honey from his sleeve and handed it to the child, saying, "Drink this, and your speech won't be too harsh, and your throat will feel better."
The boy pursed his lips and looked at the strange man in front of him.
Although he wanted to drink it because of the sweet smell of nectar, he didn't touch it because he didn't believe in it.
"Why not drink?" Wen Jingge was very interested in him, but she didn't know the reason. The voice in her heart disappeared.
So, this child in front of her must be the one she's been looking for, right?
"They used to fool me like that too."
"How do you fool them?" Wen Jingge didn't ask who they were.
Everyone has their own secrets, and when those scars are revealed, the secrets may be like a thorn in one's heart.
“Those people gave me a piece of bread and said I was their god. They told me to go with them and that I would never have to worry about food or drink again.”
"And then the god lost his power?" Wen Jingge didn't know why, but ever since she met this child, she had been able to relax for a rare moment.
Is a god without power still a god?
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