Mu Zixi shivered, showing disbelief on her face.
'Is he Xu Xiaoshou?'
If she hadn't seen the terrifying killing power of her own senior brother, she would have thought he was a guy with a pale face who was too weak to hold down a chicken.
'But it's not true!'
'He is actually a big bad wolf!'
'All this is a show he has put on!'
As the little girl was about to say something, Xu Xiaoshou shot her a fierce look through the gap between the fingers of his hands that covered his crying face. Mu Zixi chose to remain silent.
Admired, Passive Point, +1.
As expected, people were sympathetic to the weak ones.
Not everyone was aware of Xu Xiaoshou's past formidable battle records. After hearing the lad's pitiful words, the expressions on the faces of the crowd had all changed.
They had changed, one by one, from indifference in the beginning to sympathy and finally to empathy and pity.
