He was about to say some words of comfort to this little girl; she was his disciple's mother, after all.
Unexpectedly, her cries suddenly stopped. Her gaze was out of focus like a drunkard's. She held the pot of wine and sat there mumbling to herself.
The place was too loud for Li Ruoxuan to hear her properly.
After he got a little closer,
He could hear her clearly.
She was saying something.
"Why…why me?"
"Other people…transmigrate…they're all blessed with money…with cheat codes…why…hic…am I…so unlucky…having three children…and even became labeled as a woman of easy virtue…how freaking unlucky am I…
"Why is it when other people transmigrate…they're all aristocratic young ladies…heiresses and princesses…but I'm just a…widow… a widow…
"Why is it when other people…transmigrate, they're all so wealthy…only I have an ominous parentage…I somehow have children…but no one knows who the children's father is…"