Before the time when Chen Ming had arrived.
Inside the forest tribe village.
A young boy and a young girl around the age of five were surrounded by an angry mob of villagers.
“Please stop! We didn’t do anything, My sister and I really didn't do anything wrong!”
A young boy spoke as he was being hit by a stone thrown at him by an angry middle aged woman. The blood flowed out from the wound on his head.
But the young boy still stood in front of the many villagers who threw stones at him without letting any painful cry.
He used his own little body to protect his little sister behind him.
“Please don’t hurt Big brother anymore.*Sob*”
His little sister was very scared now. She hid behind her brother as if it was the only place she would feel safe.
She wanted to help him but she couldn’t. She didn’t know what to do now.
The villagers didn’t show any mercy toward the two. They didn’t care if they were kids or not.