Princess Against the World

Zhong Ya's expression was even worse: "Third Young Master...you mean, we just sit back and watch and don't care about anything?"

"You don't know anything yet, how can you care?"

"Third Young Master, why are you such a person? Why are you and the deputy hall master so completely silent?!"

Zhong Ya's face showed disappointment, she shook her head and backed away.

"If the deputy hall master were here at this time, he would definitely not sit idly by and ignore it!"

"you……"

Before Ling Luoyu finished speaking, Zhong Ya suddenly turned around and ran towards the patrol boat.

"Fuck...what kind of path is this?"

If you are an ordinary person at this time, even if you want to help, you have to find out the ins and outs of the matter and then decide whether to help, or consider how to help.

How can there be someone like Zhong Ya who doesn't care about anything, whether she's close or far away, and just helps when she's asked? !

The noodle seller on one side shook his head and sighed in a low voice: "It's over... This time it's a dead end..."

Ling Luoyu was moved: "Ah Weng...are you talking about Grandma Zhao?"

"Sigh... The Zhao family's mother-in-law is also pitiful. She was widowed at a young age, so she took a son to earn a living. She came in the wind and went out in the rain. She was a woman, but she did the work of a man... I finally raised my son up, and then something like this happens again... isn’t it like he’s going to die?”

"Aweng... what did Grandma Zhao's son do?!"

"They said they stole something from the young hall master's house. After being caught, they ran out again. Now, this is the second time they have been caught..."

"Ding Ziling?"

Ling Luoyu didn't expect that this incident would involve Jin Pintang and Ding Ziling.

"If I'm caught this time, I probably won't be able to run away..."

Aweng shook his head and shed tears.

"Zhao Lai's child, we have watched him grow up. He has been warm-hearted and sensible since he was a child... Now, it's time for the white-haired person to give the black-haired person..."

On the deck of the patrol boat, two Jinpintang disciples pulled out Zhao Lai, who was covered in blood.

Looking at her son's face, Grandma Zhao was even more heartbroken.

"Son... Alai..."

She struggled and wanted to pounce on her son, but was tightly suppressed by the people around her.

Zhao Lai was covered in blood and covered with wounds. His head was hanging down. He didn't know whether he was dead or alive. He allowed others to drag him, leaving a trail of blood on the deck.

"Alai, I'm sorry for you...Mom shouldn't be sick...If I knew you stole the medicine...Even if I die, I won't take it...Son..."

Grandma Zhao's cries were like a desperate mother sending her son off for the final journey.

Everyone was moved by the despair of watching their son suffer in front of their eyes but being unable to do anything.

Stealing medicine? ?

Ling Luoyu calmly poked the person next to him.

"Brother, what Zhao Lai... stole from the young hall master's house were not gold, silver and jewels, weren't they?"

"It's not... it's medicine... Grandma Zhao's health has been not good, and she fell ill again a few days ago. Zhao Lai invited many doctors and they all said there was no hope... Later, he didn't know where he heard the news. , he said that the young hall master had a golden orange pill in his house that could save Grandma Zhao’s life, so he went there... Don’t tell me, you really stole it..." The man wiped his tears and sighed with his head down.

Kumquat pill? ?

Ling Luoyu's eyebrows moved slightly: "Is the elixir Zhao Lai stole kumquat elixir?"

"That's probably it...people outside say so..."

"Then... do you know what Jinjudan does?" Ling Luoyu's eyes were a little more playful.