A so-called knife, it was actually just a sharpened piece of iron.
The little beggar clung to it tightly, looking at him coldly, only letting go when Shuang Yun called out, "Doctor Li."
Song Yan rubbed his hands and said, "Coming out in this weather?"
Shuang Yun replied, "They usually wait outside for leftover food from guests, but the building hasn't opened for several days. It's freezing cold, already hard to bear, and I'm afraid they'll starve to death."
After a moment of silence, Shuang Yun suddenly said, "They once helped me deal with a troublesome guest, avenging me.
That wretched guest was a drunkard and a son-in-law who, after being belittled at home, came here drunk to bully people.
For just ten pieces of silver, he thought of me as cheap and lowly, and despite the bruises and swelling from the abuse, my grandmother did nothing.
