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Cherry Red and Lychee Fragrance (6)
Li Ruo Shui, who was unaware that she already had a “benefactor,” was following behind Lu Zhi Yao and watching the two people walk slowly.
There were only a few lines that described Lu Zhi Yao’s master in the original story, and it was a little shocking to see the real person now.
His master was different from his mother. She was beautiful and aggressive. She had upturned eyes, but she was not charming at all and was as sharp as a scimitar.
The exact opposite of her stern appearance was her physical state: her lips were pale, her hair was dry and withered, like a rose at its critical point of drying up, and it would die if it lost any more water.
Her hands exposed from the cuffs were full of scars, shaking uncontrollably. She quickly retracted her hands into her sleeves. Her walking speed was not fast, and she limped while walking.
Lu Zhi Yao had said that he was a disabled person, and his master was also the same. It seemed that the two were in a worse situation than he had said.
One was blind, the other was handicapped, and one of them walked slower than the other.
Li Ruo Shui walked around in front of them only to see Little Lu Zhi Yao continue walking, and he was smiling at her. His empty eyes were curved into crescent moons, and the red feathers under his ears fluttered along the wind, looking very good.
Li Ruo Shui took a deep breath and stood to the side subconsciously. She was doubting that this kid could see her.
[Host, don’t worry. This system has no loopholes, and Lu Zhi Yao is blind, so he absolutely can’t see you.]
It better be so, but she no longer had much faith in this system, which was useless except for the playback ability.
Li Ruo Shui waved her hand in front of his eyes and then waved it in front of his master’s eyes, and she was relieved to see that neither of them responded.
Lu Zhi Yao’s master did not say a word. Her forehead was sweating while Lu Zhi Yao was inclined to listen to the noise on the street with a smile.
The two walked slowly from the bustling market to the sparsely populated outskirts of the city and entered a dilapidated hut.
As soon as they entered, Lu Zhi Yao’s master took two crutches from the side of the door to help herself into a wheelchair.
Li Ruo Shui looked with an open mouth and couldn’t help but feel what kind of strong woman this was. A person in a wheelchair had walked in the city for so long.
Lu Zhi Yao seemed to have said that his master’s hand and feet tendons had been broken.
“Come here.”
His master’s stern eyebrows looked straight at him without the slightest trace of warmth.
Little Lu Zhi Yao did not resist. He stood in front of her obediently and bowed his head. His shoulder-length short hair covered his face, making it difficult to see his expression.
“I asked you to be friends with him, but as I said, do not accept anything from that bastard, it’s disgusting!”
“Even a dog doesn’t eat what was given to him in contempt, and yet, you ate what he picked up from the ground to give you. Shameless!”
“Have I not said that people have self-respect so don’t rush to flatter others?!”
His master seemed to be extremely angry. Her hand trembled more and more but managed to take the crutch and threw it at him without hesitation, knocking him into a stumble.
Li Ruo Shui shook reflexively and looked at Little Lu Zhi Yao’s back, which was probably swollen.
This force was not small. Even an adult couldn’t handle it, let alone a child.
If it was Li Ruo Shui, the pain for sure would immediately drive her to tears. However, Little Lu Zhi Yao only frowned slightly to endure the pain and his footsteps staggered a little.
His master was displeased with this reaction and lifted his jaw with the crutch, staring at him closely.
“I said before, smile. Smile no matter what happens. Smile so that people won’t hate you.”
Little Lu Zhi Yao frowned then drew a well-behaved and gentle smile again.
His master then withdrew her hand and looked at him coldly: “Is there any news this time?”
Little Lu Zhi Yao nodded, covering his throat and coughing. The corners of his eyes tinged with a slight dampness from the cough.
“He said,” a cough, “his birthday will be in a few days, and his parents will be here.”
His master didn’t care about his condition at all. She sneered and looked out the window with a look of impending furious revenge.
“It’s finally coming, but I’m not in a hurry. I’ll play with you first and wait until you’re all terrified before I kill you all.”
Her eyes turned to Little Lu Zhi Yao. Her gaze was frantic, her hands and feet trembling ceaselessly.
“This is my ultimate work, my sharpest sword, and you will pay the price for daring to insult me to this point.”
She turned the wheel to the cabinet, took out a tray of silver wire from it, and knocked on the door: “Come over here.”
Little Lu Zhi Yao groped his way forward and walked up to her after bumping the corner of the table once.
His master tied the silver wires to his wrists and ankles, dragged him out into the courtyard, and continued to manipulate him with her trembling hands.
“Since we are going to have a little fuss, we must be prepared and practice more today.”
This scene was very familiar. Not long ago, she had been treated like this by Lu Zhi Yao, but his actions were far more gentle than this.
Lu Zhi Yao’s master treated him as if she was polishing a weapon. The enthusiasm in her eyes was not for him, but for the joy of her own successful polishing.
The restrained Lu Zhi Yao was thrown around and made to perform many tricky moves that were very anti-human, twisting his body horribly. The only fortunate thing was the fact that he had practiced like this since he was a child; his body was flexible, so he was not hurt.
Li Ruo Shui stood there and looked at him with mixed feelings.
Why could others go to school and buy sugar paintings, but he could only grow up practicing martial arts and be used as a weapon of revenge by others?
The silver wire embedded in the wrist and strangled a red scar. Little Lu Zhi Yao didn’t seem to feel pain, but he looked a little bored.
His master’s fingers were trembling, and the tip of her nose was sweating.  It took a lot of physical and mental effort for her to control, but for the sake of the future revenge, this hard work was nothing.
Li Ruo Shui sat on the table in the courtyard, watching the tiny figure and fell into deep thought.
What is his master going to do?
Lu Zhi Yao was still a child, and no matter how powerful he was, it was difficult to beat others. Wouldn’t this be like sending food to the predator’s mouth?
Despite knowing that he grew up without missing an arm or a leg, he must have suffered a lot during this time. Was this what he said about practicing martial arts with actual combat?
Li Ruo Shui sighed deeply. Her bright eyes dimmed a lot, and her brows were full of sorrow.
Why did no one seem to love him?