Hearing these words, the old beggar shuddered as if electrified, carefully lowering the child beggar to the ground and clambering frantically towards Su Ran, muttering incessantly, "Benefactor, save me, save me! This old man bows to you!"
Su Ran squatted in front of the young beggar, tearing open his tattered clothing, revealing the boy's chest which looked like a dried corpse.
"What a vicious technique!"
Su Ran took a deep, cold breath. Under the effect of holy healing, the child beggar's heart seemed as if it had been splashed with sulfuric acid, eroding it into a miserable sight. His body was cold, and lifeless.
Logically, this child should be dead, but his caved-in chest was weakly throbbing. Although the movement was small, it was clear. It was like a candle in the wind, ready to extinguish at any moment. One had to admit, such a robust demon heart!
