The child was very obedient and knelt down in front of Fu Linglong and Ye Xunzhi.
The woman also knelt down and kowtowed deeply to Fu Linglong and Ye Xunzhi.
“Benefactors, I know I don’t have much time left. Could you please take Zhuang’er in and let him serve you as a servant, like a beast of burden?”
Zhuang'er has already lost his father; he's not even four years old yet. If he loses his mother too, he won't survive. Please, beg your benefactor.
After saying this, the woman began to kowtow to the two men repeatedly, so hard that blood seeped from her forehead, but she continued to kowtow.
This was the last thing a mother could do for her son.
Fu Linglong sighed and fed the woman some medicine powder. "You have half an hour. I will take care of the child for you first, and then I will find him a good family."
She had already witnessed the skills of these two benefactors and knew they were no ordinary people. In addition, their clothing was much better than that of ordinary people. With them protecting Zhuang'er, Zhuang'er would definitely survive.
The woman kowtowed again to express her gratitude. With that, she felt relieved. No matter who adopted her son in the end, at least he would survive.
"Say goodbye to your son properly." Fu Linglong couldn't bear to watch any longer, so she and Ye Xunzhi stepped aside, giving the mother and son a little more time.
The woman wept, repeatedly touching her child's face, as if trying to memorize her son's features, something she could never forget, even in death.
"Zhuang'er, your mother is leaving. She is going to a very, very far place. From now on, you will live with your two benefactors. You must listen to them, do you understand?"
Although the child couldn't fully understand what his mother meant, when he heard her say she was leaving, he clung tightly to her, crying, "Mother, don't go, Mother, don't go! Zhuang'er wants to go with Mother, Zhuang'er wants to stay with Mother."
"Zhuang'er, be good, listen to me, stay with your benefactor. When you grow up and become strong, I will definitely come back to see you." The woman's tears flowed even more freely.
"No, Zhuang'er doesn't want his mother to leave." The child cried, not wanting to be separated from his mother.
"Zhuang'er, if you don't listen to your mother, she'll get angry," the woman said, feigning anger.
When Zhuang'er heard that his mother was about to get angry, he dared not say anything more. "Then let's make a pinky promise, Mother, you must come and see Zhuang'er."
After he finished speaking, he raised his hand, hooked his little thumb, and looked at his mother expectantly.
With tears streaming down her face, the woman forced a smile, raised her hand, and hooked her little finger with Zhuang'er's. "Okay, Mother promises you, a pinky promise is a promise that will last a hundred years. Go, Zhuang'er."
Fu Linglong checked the time and realized it was almost time. She walked over, took Zhuang'er's hand, and led him away into the distance.
Ye Xunzhi walked to the woman's side and said, "You're about to mutate, so I have no choice but to cut off your head to prevent others from being harmed."
The woman wiped away her tears with her sleeve, and as if remembering something, she hurriedly took a poor-quality jade hairpin from her hair and handed it to Ye Xunzhi.
"I hope my benefactor will give this hairpin to Zhuang'er."
"Don't worry, I will definitely hand him over. What's the child's name?" Ye Xunzhi asked, taking the hairpin.
The woman knew that Ye Xunzhi was asking for Zhuang'er's full name. She was about to answer, but then stopped and shook her head.
“My benefactor, Zhuang’er has no name. Please give Zhuang’er a name, and he will take your surname.”
Ye Xunzhi saw through the woman's thoughts at a glance; once the child took his surname, they would never be able to abandon the child.
This is a mother trying her best to plan for her son before she dies; what can he say?
“Then his name will be Ye Hongyu, and his nickname will be Zhuang’er,” Ye Xunzhi said.
"Ye Hongyu, Ye Hongyu, what a good name. Thank you for bestowing this name upon me, my benefactor. Now, let's get started."
The woman smiled through her tears; she knew she could leave in peace.
"Ugh~" Suddenly, the woman's face changed, she clutched her chest, and collapsed to the ground. Her skin began to wither. With her last shred of sanity, she pleaded, "My benefactor, please, kill me!"
She didn't want to become a monster, and she certainly didn't want to harm others.
Ye Xunzhi didn't hesitate any longer and drew his sword!
When Ye Xunzhi left the village, there were no living people or mutants left.
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