But Ding Ling could not possibly meddle just because they were the descendants of loyal officials. Thus, after looking them over, he said indifferently:
"You've found the wrong person."
With that.
Ding Ling was about to leave.
Fu Qingfeng bit her lip, spread her arms, and blocked the Qilin Horse, calling out:
"Great Hero Ding. Although we're somewhat inexperienced, we've been wandering the martial world for over two months. We've witnessed far too many partings between the living and the dead, as well as cruelty and ugliness. There are truly too few people like you. We absolutely haven't found the wrong person."
Plop!
She knelt directly before Ding Ling. Her almond-shaped eyes were slightly reddened as she choked out:
"If we had any other choice, we wouldn't want to trouble you either."
Seeing her sister kneel, Fu Yuechi hurriedly knelt as well and said in her crisp voice:
"Great Hero Ding, my sister is right. We haven't eaten anything for two days. We're starving. We're also being hunted by pursuers, who are searching around this area. If we don't find someone to shelter us, we may not even escape this place, much less make it to Kaifeng. Please, have pity on us."
As if to prove what she had said.
The moment her voice fell, her stomach began to growl loudly.
She really was starving.
Ding Ling glanced sideways and saw that both sisters had tears in their eyes, looking so pitiful that anyone would feel sorry for them. His compassion stirred, and thinking of several tasks, he mused:
"To establish the World's Finest Sect in this world, I must cultivate talented people. Both sisters have eyes brimming with Spiritual Light, so they must possess extraordinary aptitude. I just don't know how their Root Bones are."
With that thought.
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