"Mmm..."
The woman curled up on the floor suddenly let out a low groan, breaking the tense atmosphere in the room.
"Ah... That really did hurt a bit..."
Watching "Mother Lin" stand up while rubbing the back of her head, Lin Sanjiu felt the corner of her eye twitch. 'This is bad. It's two against one,' she thought. 'Never mind that they have a tall, burly man on their side; I'm so exhausted right now my limbs feel weak, and I don't have a single ability left to protect myself...'
"Mother Lin" stood up straight and cracked her neck. When she turned her face back to Lin Sanjiu, she had transformed into a stranger—a boy of seventeen or eighteen.
"Oh, honestly. Of all the people in the world with two living parents, we just had to run into an orphan..." The boy didn't even glance at Lin Sanjiu as he first complained to his accomplice. "Father Lin" nodded silently and took two steps out of the bedroom.
