Sell oneself to kill!?
This phrase sounds novel.
It's usually selling oneself to bury one's father, mother, grandfather... things like that.
With her head tilted, Chu Qing glanced twice and noticed that people around chose to ignore it.
Occasionally, a few would stop in front of the figure, only to shake their heads and leave with a sigh.
Seeing a wonton stand nearby, Chu Qing led Gentle to sit at an empty table.
He waved for the shopkeeper, ordering two bowls of wontons. When the shopkeeper served them, Chu Qing casually asked:
"What's the situation over there?"
The shopkeeper, seeing someone ask, wasn't surprised, and simply sighed:
"That girl is quite pitiful..."
"Girl?"
Chu Qing looked over again; she was curled up in such a way that it was hard to tell her gender.
"Isn't she a girl?"
The shopkeeper said:
"She came to Dingxing City three days ago. No one knows where she came from or what she's been through...
