The long-term fasting made his movements a little sluggish, and he was caught by the peddler before he could run away.

Dense fists fell from his body, and each blow made him unable to straighten his waist in pain.

However, desperately protecting his head and rolling on the ground, some people punched and kicked him, but he didn't dare to open his eyes to look at the faces of others.

It wasn't until he lay motionless on the ground and dying that the peddler stopped.

After a moment's respite, he opened his eyes, and the pedestrians on the street seemed to be looking in his direction with strange eyes.

There is disdain, there is ridicule, there is spit, there is anger...... No one took pity on him.

His cheeks were hot, and he felt an inexplicable feeling

"The Princess Eats Wild Vegetables Every Day" Chapter 87: If you are not of my race, your heart will be punished is hitting in your hand, please wait a moment,

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