"You damn little brat, how dare you steal my things! I'll beat you to death!" In front, a middle-aged man was grabbing a little beggar and hitting him.
The little beggar was like a weak little chick under the middle-aged man's hand, completely unable to resist.
There were quite a few people watching the scene, but no one spoke up to help the little beggar, and many were even jeering.
"Teacher." Gu Yansui seriously looked over there and suddenly spoke up.
"What's the matter?"
Gu Yansui seemed a bit conflicted: "I know this person; he once bullied me and took my food, leaving me hungry for two days."
Gu Shengyin didn't understand the implication of this and asked, "So?"
Could he be seeking revenge?
Gu Yansui frowned his handsome brows: "But seeing him like this, I feel he is very pitiful. He steals only because he's unbearably hungry, and the strong man hasn't lost much..."
Gu Shengyin, upon hearing this, understood his meaning.
