Curiosity!
For a few days in a row, the youth stared at Wei Yang.
The more he observed, the more he felt that this beggar with crippled legs was very mystical.
"What a pitiful person! Both his legs are crippled."
An aunt who passed by was overflowing with sympathy.
She glanced at Wei Yang, placed a biscuit beside him, and left.
After the aunt left, the biscuit disappeared.
At the same time, a biscuit appeared in front of a group of hungry youths in the small city.
"These past few days, I saw that he hadn't moved at all. I knew that his crippled legs were real."
"It's so obvious. Even if a martial artist wants to pretend to be so real, it's impossible."
A few beggars sized up Wei Yang from head to toe.
Then, a conflicted expression appeared on their faces.
"Pulling him in will only drag us down."
"Boss, look at the silver and copper coins beside him. It's much more than the other beggars' income."
