Price?
What price can I pay?
The Little Monk was on the verge of tears.
He tried his best to prop himself up after he had collapsed on the ground, but he felt so powerless.
It seemed that other than what Xu Xiaoshou had said earlier about taking off all his clothes and throwing them out to feed the dogs, he couldn't find any other so-called "price", right?
"Xu Xiaoshou!"
Mu Zixi couldn't stand it anymore. "How can you bully him? He's just a child!"
"Bully?"
Xu Xiaoshou was amused. "Little Junior Sister, can you wake up? Your Senior Brother is standing up for you."
"But..."
Mu Zixi hesitated.
He was right!
She was being chased for no reason. Wasn't her dream to have such a Senior Brother to stand up for her?
But...
