I Married A Disabled Tyrant After Transmigrating-Chapter 97

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Forty-four Dragons (1)

Inside the elven market:

It was still very early, and the sky was grey. The temperature was also gradually decreasing, and it looked like there would be snow soon. Uncle Zong had pushed back the stop’s opening hours lately. It was only opened for two hours in the afternoon every day to focus on preparing the things he’d need for the auction.

But today, the shop’s door was being knocked on very early in the day.

The beastman who was not afraid of the cold was wearing a thin animal skin coat. In his arms was his wife, who had recovered a lot in recent days. He frowned, “Who is it so early in the morning?”

Yun’er’s face had a little more colour in it. Perhaps because she had experienced the ups and downs of being on the edge of life and death, she exuded a touch of easy-going charm. “Brother Lei, I’ll go with you to see who it is.”

Uncle Zong could along go along with her. He got up and put a thick fur coat around her, then opened the door with a look of displeasure.

“Uncle Zong.” Feng carried a package on his back and was clutching Lan’er’s arm tightly with the other hand, standing at the door in thin clothes. There was a little bruise on his cheek, and he looked very fragile.

With a flash of surprise in his eyes, Uncle Zong pushed open the door. “Why have you come? Hurry, come in, it’s cold outside.”

Feng shook his head. His gaze landed on Auntie Yun, who was beside Uncle Zong, and he smiled. “Auntie Yun.”

Feng tugged at Lan’er, revealing half her head. She said in a small voice, “Auntie Yun.” Her cheeks were red and swollen, and there were tears in her eyes.

Auntie Yun looked at the child’s red-eyed appearance, and while it was ugly, her heart ached at once. “Ah, why are you crying? Quick, come in.”

Feng shook his head firmly. “Auntie Yun, Uncle Zong, we have come by today to say goodbye.”

Uncle Zong suddenly burst out, “Say goodbye? What goodbye? Are you planning to go somewhere else?”

Feng and Lan’er were just ordinary elves. Apart from being a little good at growing vegetables, they didn’t have any cultivation talent. At the most, they only had a bit more strength and slightly longer life expectancy than ordinary humans. It was so dangerous out there…

But looking at the injuries on their faces… could it be that they’ve been bullied recently?

When this thought slid into his mind, Uncle Zong felt very guilty all of a sudden. Previously, because Yun’er had been in very poor condition, and his younger brother kept coming to make trouble, he didn’t have any time to take care of these siblings. Now, it seemed like they’d most likely encountered something that caused them to no longer be able to live on in the elven territory.

“Have you been bullied?!” Uncle Zong’s expression suddenly became fierce, and the beast patterns on his forehead flashed.

Feng shook his head. “No. I’m just thinking that since the elves look down on us who are not blessed, we might as well leave this place and go to a place where life is less stressful. If there’s someone who doesn’t mind the way my legs are, I might even be able to find a sister-in-law for Lan’er.”

He spoke in a relaxed manner, and there was even a smile on his face, but the bruises at the corners of his lips were a sharp contrast.

Lan’er couldn’t hold back her tears any longer. “Brother, I’m sorry, I was wrong. I don’t want to go!”

Feng only grabbed her hand tightly, pursed his lips, and the corners of his lips which had been finally raised fell back down again. “Stop it!”

At his scolding, Lan’er did not dare to speak anymore.

She didn’t expect her brother to be so angry. After the fierce dragon left, her brother beat her up after waking up. It must be said that her brother had never beaten her before, even when she took the money at home to buy meat buns because she wanted to eat meat.

Lan’er was mature for her age, so she knew why her brother was angry. She just didn’t expect that he would be so angry, and had even decided to leave their home.

That was their home. Despite having sold it earlier to the rouge store for money to treat their father’s illness, it was still their home. She had lived there for seven to eight years and didn’t want to leave in the least.

But she didn’t dare to say it, neither did she dare to refute, because she had done something wrong.

“You…”

Uncle Zong wanted to say something else, but Feng interrupted him, “Uncle Zong, don’t ask anymore. It’s really nothing.”

Auntie Yun saw the determination in his eyes and stopped Uncle Zong who was about to burst and shook her head at him.

Uncle Zong sighed, “What about the rent? Did they refund it to you?”

“They said we’re the ones who want to leave in advance and wouldn’t refund it,” Lan’er sobbed. “Brother, let’s not leave, okay?”

Feng also couldn’t smile anymore. He squeezed her hand tightly and did not speak.

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