One hundred and eight, Qin Che

"Why should I agree?" Luo Shu raised an eyebrow and asked. The other person had sparked a bit of interest in her, especially the stubbornness and pride in his eyes—those were the eyes of someone who would never surrender or admit defeat. She was certain that a person with such eyes was destined for an extraordinary life in the future.

The youth looked at Luo Shu seriously, his gaze meeting hers, and he slowly began, "I have no money, but if you agree to save my father, I will be at your disposal in the future."

"Have you been to school?" She guessed from the way he spoke that he must be a child who had been educated.

"No!" The youth shook his head, a trace of sadness flashing across his eyes. He longed to go to school, but his family's circumstances simply did not allow it.

"Alright, take me to see him," Luo Shu said.

The youth looked at Luo Shu with surprise, his eyes filled with a mixture of joy and disbelief, before finally responding, "Follow me!"