The little boy sat hugging his knees, watching the passersby. He neither called out nor spoke, simply watching in silence.
"Big brother, that's him! I wanted his book, but he wouldn't give it to me, and he bullied me!"
A little boy tugged at an older boy's sleeve, pointing at the boy at the stall.
"You?" The older boy sneered when he saw the boy at the stall.
"Big brother, you know him?" The little boy's voice grew quieter.
His brother had awakened his Martial Soul that day. His Innate Soul Power was level five, and his Martial Soul was a spear. Spirit Hall had taken an interest in him.
Their whole family had been delighted, and he had basked in his brother's reflected glory, throwing his weight around.
Relying on his brother's status as a Soul Master, he had become the leader of the children. He thought the book written by the boy at this stall was good and wanted to take it, only to be stopped.
His brother was a Soul Master! The first Soul Master in their entire village to enter Spirit Hall! How could he swallow this insult?
He had immediately fetched his brother to back him up!
But now his brother seemed to know this boy. It looked like he was screwed.
"He awakened his Martial Soul alongside me. Some sort of book or other, with no offensive power at all. His Innate Soul Power was only half a level," the older boy said with a smile when he saw his little brother's frightened expression.
He patted his little brother's head.
"So you're the one who bullied my little brother!" the older boy shouted sternly.
"I didn't," said the boy at the stall.
"You dare talk back?" the older boy roared, feeling that he had