After arriving at the small courtyard, despite Jiang Xin eating well and being sufficiently nourished, his physique was still not as robust as those trained for years. With just a shove from a man's hand, he was pushed aside, tumbling heavily and hitting the wall.
The little boy who was always nestled against Jiang Xin shivered and shrank into the corner, trembling all over.
Jiang Xin clutched his bumped head, stars swirling before his eyes. As his vision cleared, he saw Beisitian being pulled up by those men. Ignoring the pain, he hurried to rush forward again.
At that moment, he forgot the cautionary advice Beisitian had given beforehand. His sole thought was not to let Beisitian be taken away until in the instant Beisitian turned his head, that clear gaze froze Jiang Xin in place, and he finally came to his senses.
