In the orc world, aren't your brothers the responsibility of your own orcs? !
“…” The man was startled by the question and his eyes twitched.
This guy lost his memory, but his brain became smarter...
The man said vaguely, "Brother Yuan is looking for you somewhere else. You have been missing for a long time. Your brother is so worried that he has driven all the orcs in the city out to look for you."
"My brother?" Wang Jin frowned slightly. The original owner actually had a brother...
The man was stunned and looked at Wang Jin.
The boy's black pupils were like black crystals, clear and bright, showing a sense of naivety in his daze... which made the man's heart move slightly.
After the man came into contact with such a gaze, the anxiety in his heart was inexplicably suppressed, and the impatience in his eyes gradually dissipated.
He took a deep breath, turned to look at Wang Jin and said patiently: "You are Xi Yao, the younger brother of Xining, the Lord of Ning'an City..."
…
In the chief's yard.
The leader had been guarding Yue Ge'er, while the others had already dispersed.
The middle-aged man scolded the leader and ordered him to throw away Yue Ge'er. When the leader remained indifferent, he went into the house disappointed.
Mu Ge'er was still lying in bed in the room, and Xi Ge'er was taking care of him.
Laiyuan and Ahua applied medicine to each other's wounds that they themselves could not apply medicine to.
The leader sat blankly on the ground in the yard. He did not touch Yue Ge'er, nor did he allow anyone else to touch him.
She just stood there quietly guarding Yue Ge'er, her face pale and complicated.
I don't know how long it took, but Yue Ge'er's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes. Pain flashed in his eyes, and he let out a weak cry of pain one after another.
“…” The leader knew it the moment Yue Ge’er woke up. Seeing Yue Ge’er in pain, his heart ached. His knuckles stretched and retracted. He wanted to support him several times, but he held back in the end.
Yue Ge'er opened his eyes, as if he had just seen clearly where he was. When he saw the leader, he smiled slightly and wanted to take action.
He suddenly realized that his legs were gone and his fingers were about to fall off. He let out a shrill cry, and the leader clenched his knuckles and pulled his clothes tighter.
"I... what's wrong with me?" Yue Ge'er struggled in fear: "I... I..."
No wonder it hurts so much, his legs and his hands...
“Am I going to die…” His voice was so weak that one had to get closer to listen clearly. The leader moved a little closer to him but did not answer.
As if he had thought of something, he suddenly tightened his remaining fingers and tightly grasped the leader's imitation clothes. Even though his face was distorted with pain and blood was flowing out again because of his movements, he didn't care...
"Wang Jin... Is Wang Jin dead?"
He stared at the leader with his eyes wide open. The hatred and obsession in his eyes were like a resentful spirit that had just crawled out of hell, so terrifying that it was frightening.
The leader felt a chill in his heart, and finally relaxed his lips that had been pursed into a line. He rubbed his upper and lower lips together and gently rubbed out a word.
"yes."
The resentment in Yue Ge'er's eyes disappeared in that instant, joy filled his eyes, and he grinned happily.
The movement pulled at the scars on his face, causing him to cry in pain.