Xiaoyao, meanwhile, kept staring at the little girl, frowning as he sank into thought.
"Strange, strange. Why am I entangled in karma with this little girl? This is a bit too absurd."
Xiaoyao stroked his chin, frowning in thought.
He was a clone refined by Ye Lin and did not possess a complete personality. Put simply, he was not a whole person.
He was an accessory of Ye Lin's, with no record in this world, so no karma should have been tied to him at all.
But now? He had actually seen a thread of master-disciple karma on this little girl. That was rather strange.
He actually had a fated master-disciple bond with this little girl? What kind of absurd nonsense was this?
At that moment, Xiaoyao moved. He paid no attention to the burly men around him and walked straight toward the little girl. Seeing Xiaoyao approach, those nearly two-meter-tall men, their bodies packed with muscle, instantly grew tense.
Yet Xiaoyao did not even glance at them. He merely walked around them and came to the little girl, then slowly crouched down.
"Tell me, what is your name?"
Xiaoyao patted the little girl's head, then took out a lollipop and handed it to her.
A mortal item like a lollipop could be conjured by the tens of thousands with a single thought. It was incomparably easy.
Seeing the lollipop in Xiaoyao's hand, the little girl lowered her guard slightly. Then, trembling, she accepted it and put it into her mouth.
"I... My name is Nannan."
The little girl's voice was tiny and soft, with a trace of fear still lingering in it. Clearly, this incident had left an indelible psychological scar on her.
"Alright, Nannan. Would you like to come with big brother now? Big brother can take you