Chapter 233 The Weight of the Soul

The little boy lying deep in the ditch was soaked through his clothes, which were full of stains and filth; his little face still unsettled, his eyes brimming with terror.

This child was very scared. He didn't know what to do and could only hide in the ditch.

"Those monsters have already left," Han Fei found that humans are a very special life form. He himself was also very afraid, but in front of the child, he did not want to show any unease.

Perhaps it was Han Fei's demeanor that gave the boy a trace of safety. The child clutched Han Fei's clothes, his expression somewhat relaxed.

He didn't cry or make a fuss, as if he had been tortured by fear until he lost the ability to cry. However, looking at the child's quiet demeanor, Han Fei felt even more distressed.

The child had no idea what hope was. Living in such a world, even though he hadn't done anything wrong, it seemed as if he was being punished.