The boy in ragged clothes looked at the splendid castle-like house in front of him and still hadn't come back to his senses. Until 10 minutes ago, he was lying on the street begging in misery.
"Yayasama!" Suddenly a scream pierced the sky and pierced the boy's eardrums.
A man wearing a black jacket ran out of the castle, sprinting at a speed of 100 meters towards the Yeya sama he mentioned. He jumped into the air, and just when he was about to pounce on Ye Ya, a tall, thin man wearing sunglasses and a straight suit suddenly appeared from behind Ye Ya.
Bang!
Like a missile hitting its target, the boy looked at the two people smoking in front of him in disbelief.
Ye Ya unfolded the silk fan in her hand and covered her mouth and nose with a charming look.