Qiu Chibao clutched the child in her arms and swallowed repeatedly. Her eyes filled with longing as she stared at the red-robed Daoist gnawing on his rations. "Please, sir, I beg you," she said, her voice almost a plea. "Let me have just a little to eat. I haven't eaten for three days. I'm starving."
Looking at the pitiful woman beside him, Li Huowang took another mantou from his robes. But when he saw it was completely soaked in blood, he tossed the now blood-soaked mantou aside without a second thought.
Qiu Chibao's eyes suddenly lit up. Like a starving beast, she lunged forward, desperate to snatch the blood-soaked mantou and shove it into her mouth.
But it was all in vain. The bloody mantou on the ground slipped through her hands again and again—no matter how she tried, she simply couldn't pick it up.
