Li Xianyun looked at Shart as he set a brick down and scratched at the lice on his body.
At that time, he was only eleven or twelve years old, coddled in the palm of loving parents; their tragic deaths and the mockery from others would naturally lead to his downfall.
Thinking about this, Li Xianyun walked over with Habu and Bater.
When Shart saw Li Xianyun coming, he stood up straight and said in a rogue-like manner, "Didn't you say you wanted to see how I'd perform? That's why I came here to work, to let you have a good look."
In reality, he was there just to scrape together a meal; there was meat in the lunch provided for the laborers.
It not only satisfied his hunger but also improved his living conditions.
How could he miss out on such a good opportunity?
As Shart said this, he scratched his arm through his tattered clothing.
It was just too itchy.
Li Xianyun looked at him and said, "Come with me."