Listening to his childlike words, Xuan Yue smiled and said, "Young brother, can you tell us why you had to steal?"
The boy hung his head in gloom, not answering, but Ah Dai could see from his expression that he truly was in a tight spot. If he had been a fallen person, his eyes would not have been so bright. "Speak up, come on, speak out. Look, this brother here is a priest, you must know the status religious officials have on the continent, he will surely be able to help you."
The boy looked up at Xuan Yue, and Xuan Yue nodded at him, saying, "I will definitely help you." As she spoke, she stirred the Light elements around her to envelop herself in a gentle glow.
Suddenly, the boy rolled off the bed, falling to the ground, and knelt before Xuan Yue with tears streaming down his face. "Priest, great priest, I beg you, please save my mother."