章 771: Chapter 582: Conspiracy_1

Mo Hua looked at the little child even smaller than himself, sighed, and then felt somewhat angry.

Such a young cultivator being trafficked...

Boss Jiang and his gang really deserved to die.

He should have fed them a few more Fireball Techniques...

The eatery was in ruins, charred marks everywhere.

The child looked around and grew more frightened, his little face deathly pale, tears glistening in his eyes, but he still tried his best not to cry.

Mo Hua asked softly, "Are you alright..."

The child sneaked a glance at Mo Hua and slowly nodded.

Mo Hua asked, "What's your name?"

The child was about to speak but opened his mouth, seemed to remember something, then shook his head and didn't say it.

Mo Hua paused, then understood.

This child probably didn't dare to reveal his surname.

By revealing his surname, others would know his identity; he might even be exploited by those with ulterior motives to extort his parents.