The distance of half a mile felt like he had walked for half his life. When he arrived at the notice board, he was already panting and dizzy.
"What did the notice board say?"
He grabbed a commoner by the notice board.
"Stinky beggar, get lost!"
That person flew into a rage as he kicked Zhu Lai away.
Zhu Lai, who was already hungry and thirsty, fell heavily to the ground. He could only feel his consciousness leaving his body, and his life was coming to an end.
After a long while, he slowly regained control of his body.
"Do you want some water?"
A gentle voice sounded beside his ear. Zhu Lai opened his eyes and saw an ordinary looking middle-aged man standing beside him, handing him a water bag.
The middle-aged man wore a thick and simple robe. His skin was dark and he looked like an ordinary citizen of the city. However, his eyes were so gentle and full of kindness.
