Xi Ping's heart clenched at her foster mother's response.
Hunt for them for another year?
The sheer audacity of the demand made her blood boil.
She stared at her foster family, their faces twisted with greed and selfishness.
They didn't care about her well-being, only about what they could squeeze out of her.
"You said I could leave if I brought you enough food!" Xi Ping shot back, her voice rising.
"I did my part. You're just trying to trap me here for your own gain."
Her foster mother glared at her, lips curling in disdain.
"You think it's that simple? You think you can just walk out and leave us behind with a few bags of food?"
She stepped closer, her voice turning venomous.
"We raised you. We fed you, and clothed you. You owe us more than this. You still need to pay us back."
Xi Ping clenched her fists, struggling to keep her anger in check.
