And the Yin Yang Qi contained within it, only he knew about now.
Feeling a lightness in his hand, the little beggar's tensed heart instantly relaxed, and then he heard a voice by his ear:
"Stand up."
Without daring to delay, the little beggar quickly stood up, respectfully standing beside Chen Yuan.
"Come with me."
"Thank… thank you, Master!"
Overcome with joy, the little beggar nodded repeatedly. Chen Yuan smiled, turned, and headed toward the city gate. The little beggar thought for a moment and decided to pick up and sling the straw sandals he made over his shoulder.
They were the straw sandals that took him so long to weave, his labor of love – he couldn't just throw them away.
And so, two figures, one tall and one short, became the curious spectacle of many onlookers, mainly because their pairing was quite a contrast. The young man in a black robe had a cold complexion and an extraordinary demeanor.
