The scrawny woman tightened her grip on the crying child in her arms and said in a hoarse voice,
"My husband is addicted to drugs. Once his drug addiction acts up, he will hit me and our child to vent his anger. If we stay at home, we will be beaten to death. I have no choice but to bring our child out."
Lu Yuan was speechless.
His voice suddenly choked.
Looking at the woman with some wrinkles on her face, Lu Yuan did not know what to say for a moment.
The skinny woman looked at Lu Yuan, bent her legs, knelt down, and begged,
"My Lord, you are a powerful genetic warrior. Can you send me out of this area? If I'm alone, there will definitely be people who want to snatch my child away. "
Lu Yuan frowned and pulled the skinny woman up.
"Alright, I'll send you out."
The scrawny woman's face revealed a look of pleasant surprise as she repeatedly bowed.
"Thank you, sir! Thank you, sir!"