บท 172: Sending the Spirit Food to the Auction House (7)

"Brother," Mo Chu shook her head at him. Although the wounds on Will's body had healed, the wounds in the bottom of his heart would probably take some time to slowly heal. However, his current state was really worrying.

She could not help but ask softly, "Will, why did you suddenly come to District 3? is your family here?"

Unexpectedly, Will, who had been silent the entire time, suddenly trembled when he heard this. His eyes revealed a tinge of pain.

Upon seeing this, Mo Chu and Mo Yang's eyes met. There's a hint!

"Will, you didn't say anything. How can we help you?" Mo Yang lowered his head and laughed bitterly, "Do you think that I'm not of much use? That's true. Mo Chu and I are just two people. We're outnumbered. It's only right that you look down on us..."