36 Uncle Xu (2/2)

”The only thing we can do now is pray...”

Uncle Xu gave his chest for Xiao Feng to cry on. His words were like cut like razors as they were the harsh truth of reality. Even in this world, life is not fair.

”Xiao Xing is still alive. That means she could be saved.”

Uncle Xu turned around to look at Xin Fan.

”What do you know! Did you not hear what I just said?”

”Dragon Root academy has quite a few powerful characters you know? I am sure that someone could help.”

”Who would risk offending a proportion of the underworld for just an unawakened child.” Uncle Xu's words completely dissected Xin Fan's idea. He originally had a plan to ask a teacher but realistically speaking, they probably won't help.

*Thump Thump*

Suddenly there was a heaving striking on the door.

”Old fart! It's time for the collection! Otherwise...you know what will happen.”

Uncle Xu's eyes widened as he looked at the calendar. He turned and pushed the kids away and hid them in a back room.

”Shh...be quiet...no matter what happen don't make a sound.”

Xin Fan could hear uncle Xu heaving as he removed the wooden plank barricading the door. He could hear the doors opening and a bunch of footsteps enter.

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A bunch of men wearing crude clothes enter the room. Each of them had an outline of a bear in a circus outfit tattooed around their body. The man in a black jacket seemed to be the leader and sat down on the table with a thud.

”Aren't you going to pour some tea eh!”

”Y...Yes!”

Uncle Xu hurried as he limped towards the kitchen scrambling for some tea leaves. He hurriedly set it up and poured a cup for the leader.

”It's 100 Mu as usual.”

Uncle Xu slowly took out a couple of plates from his pocket and started to count.

”Oh wait...My mistake 150 Mu.”

Uncle Xu grit his teeth as he continued to count. During this time, the man in black was sipping on the tea poured. He saw the knife on the table and was playing around with it.

”Contemplating suicide I see...Well, your organs would sell for quite a bit.”

Uncle Xu ignored his comments. The man placed the knife back where he was and was cracking his fist. Uncle Xu finally finished counting and placed the money on the table avoiding eye contact.

”It's about time you old fart.”

The man punched him straight in the stomach causing him to fall to his knees. Uncle Xu bit his lip reopening his previous wounds and let blood flow without looking up to avoid making a sound.

”This tea tasted like sh*t.”

The man slowly poured the tea over Uncle Xu's head. The water was scalding hot however he endured biting his lip to avoid making noise. If he talked, it would only get worse.

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Inside the back room Xin Fan was holding Xiao Feng back while biting his lip. Xiao Feng seemed to be trying to bust out however Xin Fan to the best of his ability held him back. Being outnumbered is one thing but being outnumbered by stronger people meant that there was no chance in winning. All he could do was to keep quiet.

”Give me back my sister!”

Xin Fan's eyes widened as he hurred to stuff his hand into Xiao Feng's mouth. Oh no! At the same time, Uncle Xu's eyes widened as he looked towards the back room.

”Oh...It seems as if we have guests.”