The Humble Family's Daughter Has A Spatial Pocket! novel Chapter 567

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Chapter 567: Chapter 518, Chance Encounter_1

Chapter 567 -518, Chance Encounter_1

Daohua and Dong Yuanyao had just leaped over the wall when they saw a thin man in the courtyard, kneeling while wearing only a white undershirt.

Seeing the man turn his head toward them, both of them simultaneously made a shushing gesture.

At that moment, the sound of patrolling soldiers echoed from the other side of the wall.

“I clearly saw those two maids run in here, so why is there no one?”

“Could they have run to another alley?”

“Impossible, I would not have mistaken it.”

“Then, could they have climbed over into the courtyard?”

Upon hearing this, Daohua and Dong Yuanyao’s expressions changed.

After glancing at the man on the ground who had turned his head away, showing no interest in dealing with them, Daohua tugged at Dong Yuanyao, pulling her into the side room to hide.

Soon, a patrolling soldier appeared on the wall.

The patrolling soldier paused upon seeing a person kneeling in the courtyard, and then asked loudly, “Brother, have you seen two maids pass by here?”

In the side room, Daohua and Dong Yuanyao’s hearts were in their throats, watching the man intently, afraid that he would betray them.

The man looked up at the soldier on the wall, shook his head, and then turned back around.

The patrolling soldier seemed to want to say more, but at that moment, a middle-aged man entered the courtyard.

Recognizing the middle-aged man as the leader of the Shuangxi Troupe, the patrolling soldier said nothing further and quickly climbed down from the wall.

Seeing the troop leader, Jia, looking over the wall, he furrowed his brows and approached the kneeling man: “What happened?”

The kneeling man remained silent, merely shaking his head.

Master Jia, seeing his response, became angry: “It seems you really don’t accept the punishment your teacher has given you.” With a humph, he walked over to the side, drew out a smooth, thumb-thick switch, and began to polish it.

“Smack, smack, smack!”

The switch repeatedly struck the man’s body, and soon, his white undershirt began to show trickles of blood.

In the side room, Daohua and Dong Yuanyao silently watched the scene, both inevitably feeling pained for the man.

After what felt like about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Master Jia grew tired, tossed the switch down with a ‘smack,’ and looked expressionlessly at the man on the ground: “We actors, in front of those officials and nobility, exist merely for their amusement and laughter.”

“You have integrity, you value your dignity, not afraid to offend others, preferring death to subservience, but there are so many others in the troupe—do you also want them to die with you?”

“Reflect on what your teacher has told you. Once you enter our line of work, dignity, backbone, it all becomes irrelevant to us.”

“For people like us, only by enduring what others cannot can we live peacefully in this world.”

Master Jia spoke for a while, sighed when looking at his disciple with his head lowered, then left with his hands behind his back.

Once he had left, Daohua and Dong Yuanyao hiding in the side room slowly came out.

They approached the kneeling man, wanting to thank him, only to notice that the ground was dotted with damp spots.

Daohua and Dong Yuanyao exchanged a silent glance.

After a moment of silence, Daohua took a bottle of golden sore medicine from her pouch and handed it to the man: “We thank you for your help just now.”

Dong Yuanyao also spoke up, “Please get up. The weather is still cold during the New Year period, and kneeling like this could make you ill. Go inside and have someone apply this medicine to you.”

It was then that An Xi slowly turned his head to look at them, tears still hanging on his face.

Seeing them look at him with sympathy, An Xi revealed a hint of a sneer: “For someone as worthless as me, living is no different from being a walking corpse.”