"Trafficker?" Duan Ling Tian was stunned.
With his keen sense of hearing, he heard the voice from the street ahead. It was getting closer and closer followed by hurried footsteps.
"Sir! That's him! He kidnapped my niece!" At that moment, Duan Ling Tian heard a hoarse voice yelling from behind. The hoarse voice was horrible like a duck that would not stop quacking.
"Are... you with them?" Duan Ling Tian asked the little girl while looking at her with a kind smile.
Now, he realized that he was facing a badger game he had heard about. However, he was not worried at all. Instead, he gave his attention to the little girl.
"They... They hit me... They hit me when I don't listen to them..." The little girl looked at Duan Ling Tian with her big, innocent and watery eyes while tears rolled from them. At the same time, she pulled up her torn sleeves to show him her skinny arms.
