Yu Xue Yao snorted. "What a freak."
"Y-You... who are you calling crazy?" The boy glared darkly at Yu Xue Yao, intense hatred flashing in his eyes. He was clearly the grudging sort; once he recovered, he would probably come looking for trouble with Yu Xue Yao again.
"You!" Yu Xue Yao said without hesitation. "If you think I'm wrong, then prove it. Are you stupid?"
"Who are you calling stupid?" The boy suddenly flew into a rage and lunged at Yu Xue Yao.
Yu Xue Yao took a step back to avoid his touch.
"A'Bao, get back here." The woman immediately scolded him. "Do you want a beating?"
"Mother!" The boy pursed his lips in grievance, but obediently remained where he was, though his eyes still glared viciously at Yu Xue Yao.
Yu Xue Yao rolled her eyes. "Childish." With that, she turned and left.
The boy clenched his fists in frustration.
"Enough, don't be angry. Look at you, covered in mud. Go wash up and change into clean clothes before heading to the academy." The woman soothingly patted the boy's head and pulled him back into the house.
Yu Xue Yao soon found an empty room and prepared to pack her things and leave. Yet the moment she entered, she heard a piercing wail. Yu Xue Yao frowned. "Whose child is crying?"
"Me... sob..." A tiny figure ran over swiftly, threw himself into Yu Xue Yao's arms, and burst into loud sobs.
Yu Xue Yao lowered her head and saw that the little boy in her arms was trembling and curled in on himself. He was skin and bones, covered in dust, and looked as though he had fled here from a famine.
"Big sister..." The child sobbed so hard he could barely catch his breath. "Sob... we're