Ms. Khloe was very surprised.
Wasnât it costly to get a wife these days?
Without ten thousand spiritual stones as a betrothal gift, one shouldnât even think about marrying a
wife⦠Unless it was a matrilocal marriage.
âWhich girl would be willing to have a matrilocal marriage with a legless man?â
âThis guy must have gotten lucky!â Ms. Khloe saw that Alex Rockefeller had lost his legs from the calf
onward. A feeling of sympathy surged in her heart. Perhaps, it was better described as a feeling of
empathy for being in a similar situation. However, she couldnât help but feel a little curious.
Alexâs legs were broken in a strange way. The lengths and angles were unequal.
âWhy is your child hanging on the tree?â Ms. Khloe asked.
âEh, sheâ¦â Just as Alex was unsure of how to answer the question, Ms. Khloe suddenly started
speaking. âI get it. Youâve been robbed, havenât you? This road is relatively smaller, and very few
people pass by. There are also more bandits along the way. From your accent, you arenât local. Did you
come from a foreign land?â Ms. Khloe asked.
Alex looked at the large road that was over thirty meters wide. âIs this road even small?â He wondered.
âYou must not have seen a small road, have you?â Alex thought.
Alex had a feeling that Crazy Crone might have taken him away from earth. Did she?
âEhh⦠Yes, Iâve been robbed!â Alex nodded and said.
âYoung lady, youâve got good eyes. Can you⦠Can you bring my daughter down? â he asked.
Right then, a few other people got off the boat. There was a girl dressed like a maid with a bow behind
her and two people who looked like guards.
âMiss, be careful of tricks! There are many bandits around here!â The maid pointed at Alex with a bow
and shouted.
âItâs fine!â Ms. Khloe waved her hand. âHeâs just a legless, handicapped person who bumped into
bandits here.â
âUhmâ¦â Alex felt a little uncomfortable.
This young woman seemed to lack emotional intelligence. She was saying the most awful things, and
she didnât care whether other people were fine with it.
Finally, Alexâs daughter was brought down from the tree. However, she was still crying loudly.
âWhatâs wrong with her?â the maid asked.
âShe wants to drink milk!â Alex said.
The maid looked down at herself. âI donât have any, and neither does Ms. Khloe.â
Ms. Khloe glared at her maid briefly. âWhere do you live? We can take you home.â
Alex didnât say anything. He shook his head.
âHey? Ms. Khloe is talking to you. Where do you live? Why canât you talk?â the maid yelled angrily.
âMs. Khloe, I think this fellow spells trouble. Heâs dressed oddly, and he speaks oddly too⦠I think he
might be a child trafficker. Donât you think so?â the maid added.
âTskâ¦â
âHe really does look like it. A group of beggars recently came to Starborn City. Each of them has a
missing arm or leg, and they are even accompanied by children. Itâs all a trick. Those children were
kidnapped. Some of the children even had their limbs intentionally broken, and some lost their tongues
too!â one of the servants said.
âAre they that cruel?â Ms. Khloeâs eyes widened.
âIndeed, they are!â The servant nodded.
Ms. Khloe pointed at Alex. âKill him and bring the child back with us.â
âHey, hey, hey..!â Alex panicked. He was severely injured now. Meanwhile, these people before him
were all cultivators.
Although their cultivation wasnât very powerful, it was more than enough to defeat an injured, disabled
person like Alex. âWait a second. Arenât you taking a personâs life too lightly? You havenât even done a
proper investigation, and youâre going to kill me? She really is my daughter! If you donât believe me,
you can check our DNA!â
âWhat is DNA?â someone asked.
âHuh..?â Alex uttered.
âIndeed, I must have traveled to the wrong place.â Alex thought.
âA DNA test means verifying our relationship through a blood test!â Alex said.
âLiar! Blood tests were proven to be a fake method thousands of years ago. However, itâs very easy for
us to find out if sheâs your daughter. We can examine your gene structures,â Ms. Khloe said.
âDory, bring me their hair. Iâll check them,â Ms. Khloe added after a pause.