Tang Zhimo lifted his gaze casually to throw a glance in that man’s direction. The latter was expressionless, but the sharp boy noticed a gleam of light flashing beneath the man’s sleeve.
Evidently, the man had something like a blade hidden up his sleeve.
The reason for Zhimo’s sharpness was largely due to his living environment and the people involved in his life.
Those people working with Tang Boqian, who were like family to Chu Wuyou, were extraordinary in their own unique way.
The boy learned tremendously under the imperceptible influence, things that he would not be able to learn from school and textbooks. Besides, both Tang Boqian and Nangong Mu frequently passed on their knowledge to the boy too.
That was why the young boy had a sense of calmness and sharpness exceeding that of an average person.
He did not slow down his pace but continued moving forward holding Zhixi’s hand as if nothing happened.
However, just as the man was about to approach them, he quickly changed position with Zhixi out of the blue so the girl was now further away from the man.
That man had a knife in his possession, thus he had to protect his younger sister without a doubt.
The man who was heading toward their direction suddenly frowned slightly. Simultaneously, his pace seemed to have slowed down.
“You almost tripped earlier. Don’t forget to always watch where you place your feet.” Zhimo tugged the girl’s hand and reprimanded her seriously on intention. He did not look in the man’s direction again.
“Okay, Elder Brother. Please don’t be angry.” Zhixi did not notice anything out of the ordinary and she did not appear angry at her elder brother’s critics.
She knew he was only mad because he cared for her.
To alleviate the mood, she pulled a silly face, which put a smile on the little boy’s face.
The man narrowed his eyes slightly but continued walking toward the children.
Zhimo was extremely nervous about the blade in the man’s hand although he did not show it. A blade could do more harm than a dagger when placed in the wrong hands.
He knew it would only take seconds if the man intended to kill him, not to mention that he was now holding his younger sister too.
He was only a five-year-old child after all, no matter how intelligent and calm he appeared to be. He could never attain that sense of mental maturity of an adult.
Zhimo grew more nervous as the man was getting nearer to them. He grasped his younger sister’s hand firmly subconsciously.
“Elder Brother, what’s the matter? You’re hurting me.” Zhixi felt the pressure coming from his elder brother that it began to hurt her.
Elder Brother would never hurt her normally. What was going on?
The boy who was already anxious to begin with felt his heart sink to his stomach upon hearing his younger sister. He threw a glance in that man’s direction subconsciously. As expected, the man paused abruptly.
Then, he noticed the man tightened his fist around the blade. Zhimo could not see the blade because of that but he knew that this meant danger.
He knew the man would make a move on him or his younger sister any time soon. Although they were in the kindergarten periphery and they were living in a lawful society, some people never gave a care in the world about the laws. People like professional hitmen, for instance.
