C352 A Beggarlike Youth

After the boy collapsed to the ground, his face was etched with shock.

"Sorry, so sorry."

He scrambled to his feet, brushing off the dirt.

The boy seemed about fourteen or fifteen, dressed in rags that made him resemble a beggar.

"No talent."

Ye Chen assessed the boy's talent and realized he was just an ordinary person.

"Don't let him escape!"

Out of nowhere