"You don't need to be afraid," Yue Zhao's eyes flickered, looking at the young boy, the smile at the corner of his lips grew gentler, "Even though we are not good people, we despise human traffickers. If those people are truly traffickers, we definitely won't let them escape!"
The young boy's eyes lit up as if he saw hope, but then remembered something, and his gaze dimmed.
"It's useless, those people are very powerful, I can't let you take the risk." The boy looked at Yue Zhao and the others, appearing frightened, seemingly very afraid of the people behind him.
Hearing this, Yue Zhao turned his head and exchanged a glance with Si Lin, a look that only the two of them understood. When he turned back, the smile at the corner of his mouth was even gentler, a smile that easily reassured people.
Under such a smile, the boy's expression indeed relaxed a lot.
