Even a bolted door could not necessarily shut away people's hearts, much less one whose bolt had not been slid into place. It was even less capable of containing the curiosity of two children.
The noisy clamor outside came wave after wave, as though they were crusading against some heinous demon.
Whom were they crusading against?
Bu Jingyun soon heard what they were shouting. His icy face remained utterly unmoved, yet his eyes revealed a strange maturity unbefitting a child of his age, as though he had expected this all along, as though there was hatred and numbness within them.
At that moment, he was already preparing to go outside and seek out Xiong Ba, the leader of the Heavenly Alliance, who wanted him to show himself.
He had never wished to owe anyone anything, not even sympathy. Still less did he want to burden or be indebted to anyone.
The man in black outside had saved his life, and he was even more unwilling to drag him down with him.
Yet just as he took a step, Jian Chen grabbed his arm.
Jian Chen said, "What are you doing? Don't go out. My master will definitely protect us."
A flicker passed through Bu Jingyun's eyes.
Protect?
Everyone now wanted to hand him over to Xiong Ba to avert disaster. The black-clad uncle outside had only met him by chance. Would he really protect him?
For some reason, he paused. He wanted to see the black-clad man's reaction. Even if the man chose to retreat, he would not be surprised. He would hand himself over to Xiong Ba to spare everyone from disaster and repay the black-clad man's kindness.
Outside, faced with fellow villagers and neighbors who had once smiled warmly at him but now hurled insults, the man in