After discovering the child hiding something in its bosom, Jasmine didn't ask for the child's opinion but decisively carried both the person and the cat back.
Perhaps thanks to the affection from the bread, the child didn't have the slightest emotion of fear or resistance, obediently letting Isaac carry it, its expression even looking somewhat joyful.
"Aren't you afraid I'll kidnap you to be a little slave?" Seeing this, Jasmine couldn't help but ask curiously.
"Will you give me bread?" The child raised its dirty little face and asked seriously.
"Of course," Jasmine nodded. She had never cut the food rations of her territory's citizens. When she first took over the territory, to feed those slaves, she even personally led the slaves who had never stepped out of the territory's boundaries to do business and earn money to exchange for food back. Of course, there was no need to tell these things to the child in front of her.
