Wang Yao was taken aback by the boy's reaction. After regaining his senses, he took a few steps away.
When he lifted his head again, he saw two evil-looking men looking in his direction from the lobby of a nearby building.
Wang Yao made sure to memorize their appearances from afar.
"Sorry," Wang Yao said to the child.
The child was startled, but he did not speak. He just pursed his lips and looked at Wang Yao within a guarded manner.
Sigh. He turned around and left.
This was the provincial capital and this location was a bustling area. People and cars come and go. The child beggars were definitely not here for just a day. Did no one see them? It was impossible. Why did no one care about them? They were already used to it. Ordinary, everyday people did not dare to interfere with the situation, and people who were able to help did not know how to handle it.
Where was justice? Where was fairness?
