The two beggars below were Star Demon God and Haotian's reincarnated form.
By now, Haotian had clearly undergone tens of thousands of reincarnations and trials. In this life, he had once again become a little beggar abandoned at birth, growing up wandering the streets.
Yet Star Demon God had found him and even become a beggar alongside him.
"Kid, why are you so timid when you're a beggar? You don't have any presence at all!"
Star Demon God squatted on the ground, looking at Haotian beside him with an expression of disappointment.
Haotian blinked in confusion and muttered softly:
"Big Brother... beggars have no food or drink. Other than begging for food, how else are we supposed to be beggars?"
Star Demon God slapped his thigh, rose to his feet, and patted his chest.
"Wait here. Let me show you what a real beggar is!"
He swept his gaze across the crowd and quickly picked out a target.
A young man dressed in fine robes, with a jade pendant at his waist and surrounded by servants. One look was enough to tell he was some wealthy family's spoiled young master.
Star Demon God strode over, grabbed the young master by the collar without another word, and lifted him off the ground. He even shook one leg, looking exactly like a street thug.
"Kid! I'm a beggar, and I haven't eaten! Give me silver!"
The scene instantly fell silent.
The passersby stopped in their tracks, staring at the sight in stunned disbelief.
Someone recognized the young master and immediately sucked in a sharp breath.
"This beggar has some nerve! That's the prefect's only son!"
"It's over, it's over. This beggar is going to be beaten to death..."
The young master froze for a long while before coming to his senses. His