Qing Shui noticed the duo because they stood out among the street vendors. The elderly woman missing an arm accompanied a little girl around the age of ten. Although the little girl's clothes were somewhat tattered, they were free of dirt and stains, and she was very clean. Her bright eyes were full of curiosity, her long eyelashes blinked continuously, she was very adorable. However, the firmness of her cherry-red lips showed how stubborn this girl was.
Intrigued, Qing Shui approached the three large buckets and found that the water was full of black fish about the size of a thumb and several young river turtles. As Qing Shui squatted down to inspect them closely, he saw the hopeful gaze in the little girl's eyes.
Qing Shui felt a pang of sorrow strike his heart. He was neither a good person nor a bad one. He never intended to save everyone suffering in this world. However, if he encounters someone truly in need of his help, he would still try his best.
