Xiong Jingfei spun around with her basket in the air, making all the herbs collected go flying behind her. She was prepared to throw it at whatever was charging at them. It was a good thing she was able to stop herself from throwing it. It was a boy, not much younger than her.
He fell backward out of shock and hit his bottom on the ground. He had ragged clothes on but with no shoes. His foot was bare with marks of cuts and scraps.
Loud and heavy footsteps approached Xiong Jingfei and Xu Song from the behind. However, she wasn't afraid of those steps because they were nonother then her own people.
"I-I am hungry... Please, don't hurt me..."
Xiong Jingfei did not lower her basket, nor did she anything about the little boy's pleas.
"Mi- Opf!"
