Life-Preserving Talisman? No, Life-Shortening Talisman!

The door was kicked open from the outside, and upon seeing the two unconscious children, the human trafficker nodded in satisfaction and said, "Take these two brats out first. They are the most good-looking ones."

Two of them? They haven't noticed?

Qin Er was surprised, but in the next moment, his hand was gently held by someone, small and soft—it was Zhouzhou!

He quietly sniffed, catching a whiff of the milk scent on her, and Qin Er felt relieved.

That's great.

But the thought of so many people outside made his heart sink again. He didn't know when Second Elder Uncle and the others would arrive.

Zhouzhou calculated the dosage of the drug; it should be ready by now. She pretended to wake up, opening her eyes and looking around the dark room, huddling in fear, "Where am I? I want to go home! I want to go home!"

"Oh, you're awake. Don't worry, nothing's wrong. It's just that the buyers need to see that you're not deaf or dumb. That's the only way to fetch a good price."