"Libing... Libing?" Seeing the girl beside him, the little old man suddenly screamed, "Libing! Libing, please save me, they're going to beat me to death!"
At that moment, the old man was like someone clutching at his last straw, pulling You Libing to shield himself, and it was fortunate that the thugs had stopped kicking the old man when they saw someone approaching, otherwise, their blows would have definitely landed on You Libing.
"Hmph, you wretched old man, so this young lady is your kin? Tsk tsk, she's not bad looking at all!"
By this time, the strongmen who had been assaulting the little old man also reacted; they stopped their beating but began to size up You Libing from head to toe non-stop, greed glinting in their eyes.
They had never imagined that this damned old thing actually had such a pretty little girl.
"Who are you, and why are you beating my uncle?"