Transmigrated as the fake young master, I'll beat up the scumbags and b*tches-Chapter 351Vol. 1 - - Choice

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HuMing had no intention of giving the man a second chance. Poverty—he’d heard the excuse before. But being poor didn’t justify committing atrocities.

There were countless people in the world struggling to survive. If every one of them resorted to crimes like this, what kind of world would be left?

He crouched down, locking eyes with the man.

"I don’t care about your past, and I don’t want to know anything about your life," HuMing said coldly. "I just want one thing—where did they take that boy? If you won’t tell me… then stay here, with the rest of the bones."

The man’s breathing turned ragged. He was clearly terrified by the implication.

He knew exactly what staying here meant—he’d end up just like those skeletal remains.

"I’ll tell you! Just… let me go!"

"Talk."

"The roads here are terrible—on purpose. They wrecked them so no outside vehicles could come in. But behind the village, there’s a hidden water route. That’s how they smuggle people in and out."

HuMing stood slowly. There was no time left to hesitate.

That child was in danger. If they didn’t act now, finding him again would be like looking for a needle in the ocean.

"HuMing, we have to go now! We can’t afford to be late!" Han YunXi called.

"Yeah," he nodded.

Without looking back, he turned and walked out of the room.

Behind him, the man tried to crawl toward the door—but before he could get far, HuMing turned and slammed it shut right in his face.

The man’s cries rang out behind the sealed door, but HuMing remained unmoved.

He couldn’t let him go. Everyone in this village was involved. If word got out, retaliation would be swift—and merciless.

He didn’t believe in the man’s excuses, but he understood the logic of desperation.

Expose them, and they’d think you’d destroyed their only chance at survival. They’d come at you with everything they had.

"YunXi, head back up the mountain. Gather the others and tell them not to come down again."

"But… will they believe me?" Han YunXi hesitated. "The villagers all seem so kind. Who’d believe they’re capable of something like this?"

That was her biggest fear.