Since the ginseng had already been secured, who would care about a child's opinion?
Especially Zhang Guangfa, who felt he had made a successful fortune, was now full of pride and joy.
"You silly boy, when I say you're silly, you really are! Nowadays, those that turn into humans are monsters who eat people! Dad is just looking out for you. I was afraid it would harm you, so I dug it up overnight. This is indeed very precious, son. You've done a great deed. Once Dad sells it, I'll treat you to a big meal!"
On the starless, moonless night, Zhang Mingming's face was deathly pale, unseen by anyone.
He shook his head, desperately arguing, "Ah Jin is not a bad person! Ah Jin doesn't eat people!! Ah Jin is very, very good!!!"
However, when his gaze met the withered ginseng in Zhang Guangfa's hand, he suddenly lost his voice.
After a while, he asked in a whisper, "How did you find Ah Jin?"
