When Song Hongli did not get a response from the child beggar, he most likely understood that this child's mind was not open yet.
Hence, Song Hongli stretched out his arms and picked up the little beggar, who was still stiff. He didn't care that the child beggar's body was stained with filth and his clean white clothes.
The other hand held up an umbrella and carefully shielded the little fellow in his arms from the wind and snow.
However, after a while, when Song Hongli turned his head to look at the little beggar, he realized that the little guy was sobbing softly with tears in his eyes. The tears dripped down his neck and were a little hot.
"Why are you crying?"
The little beggar's body was twitching from crying. After being questioned by Song Hongli, he seemed to understand something and quickly wiped his tears with the back of his hand.
After this, the little beggar's already dirty face became even more unsightly.
She didn't know why she was crying. Ever since she could remember, the people around her had looked at her with disgust and disdain. The moment they opened their mouths, they would scold her.
Passers-by who she did not know, even beggars who were begging, would beat her up when they were in a bad mood.
No one was as gentle as her, and no one would hold her in their arms without any disdain. She only felt her heart ache and her nose ache.
Little fellow, are you willing to acknowledge me as your master and cultivate with me?"
It was unknown if the little beggar had yet to react, or if she simply did not understand the meaning behind Song Hongli's words, but she could only look up at Song Hongli in a daze.
It was the burly man who was the first to react, his face filled with disbelief.
Every year, immortal cultivation sects would recruit disciples, and the ones who were selected were as rare as phoenix feathers and qilin horns. Ordinary people who wanted to cultivate either had extraordinary talent or had great opportunities.
But even so, it would still make those mortals scramble for it. It was either for a long life, glory, and wealth, or for those with the lowest cultivation.
As long as one had half a foot in the threshold of immortal cultivation, they could do whatever they wanted in the mortal world.
Ruo Lin City was only a small city affiliated to Xuanling Sect. Spirit Qi was scarce and there were not many people from the cultivation world. There were not even any spirit stones and spirit medicines.
There were very few cultivators who came here to settle down. The burly man looked at the beggar and saw that he did not seem to have any aptitude.
Thinking about the benefits and glory of entering a cultivation sect, the burly man could not help but swallow his saliva and boldly said.
" Immortal, Immortal, how can this little beggar have such good fortune? He's just a flawed and ugly child. Although I don't have any status, I'm strong. I…"
Song Hongli extended a finger and pointed at the burly man. The burly man immediately felt as if a huge rock weighing a thousand pounds was pressing down on his body. His forehead hit the ground and he could not raise it at all.
He could not move his limbs, and he could not even make a sound.
On the other side, Song Hongli recalled that the main character had been raised by wild beasts that had been abandoned in the mountains since he was young, so he could not understand his words.
He could only decide to bring her back to the sect and slowly teach her himself.
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Ruolin City, Misty Rain Tower.
The Misty Rain Restaurant should be the best restaurant in Ruolin City. The branches were twisted and the green shade covered the ground. From here, one could enter the side door and go down the stone steps to the west of the long dike.
There is a cement dock outside the dike, on which there is a restaurant on the water. Along the left side of the dike, there is a lotus pond. Where the pond and lake are connected, there is a small bridge and a light frame.
Song Hongli carried the little beggar and Luo Qingzhi to a few guest rooms in the Misty Rain Tower.
Firstly, it was already late, so the two of them were prepared to rest first and go to the City Lord's Estate to settle things the next day.
Secondly, Song Hongli had to deal with the matter of the "main character".
In the guest room.
After Song Hongli poured the bath water, he tested the temperature of the water considerately and then gently reminded the little beggar.
"Take off your clothes here and go in first. I'll call my junior sister to help you wash.”
Song Hongli was about to leave when he felt a light resistance from his sleeve.
He turned around and saw the little beggar tugging at the corner of his clothes. He looked up at Song Hongli timidly, as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.
"I'll go call my junior sister over. It won't take long.”
Song Hongli gently explained to the little beggar. He wanted to pull his sleeve out of her hand.
However, he didn't know where this little wimp had gotten so much strength from. Song Hongli didn't dare to use too much strength, afraid that he would scratch his palm. He couldn't pull it out for a while.
The little beggar bit his lip and lowered his head. His black eyes were glistening with tears.
Song Hongli's heart almost melted.
The female protagonist was still so young and had been lonely since she was young. She was only so dependent on him because she was too unfamiliar and nervous.
Therefore, Song Hongli had to stay by her side and take care of her.
Hence, Song Hongli walked back and patted the female lead's little head."Alright, I'm not leaving."
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