That man was Wu Qing's father, the previous leader of the Qing Gang. He was a manly man, so he took a fancy to himself and spent a bag of grain to buy him.

At the age of eleven, he joined the Youth Gang and met Wu Qing, who was fourteen years old. Wu Qing didn't like him at that time.

Wu Zhong had a wife who was married to a matchmaker. After giving birth to Wu Qing, she fell out of favor.

Wu Zhong was fond of men, but he hoped to have his own heirs to inherit the Qing Gang, so he married Mrs. Wu, but after Mrs. Wu gave birth to Wu Qing, she was of no use.

Although the Qinggang was not as brilliant as it is now, it was still a big gang. Wu Zhong became powerful and collected several good-looking male favorites.

He is also Wu Zhong’s male favorite...

Wu Qing didn't like him the first time they met. He was a fourteen-year-old boy at that time. He had a tall figure and a resolute appearance. He was dressed in smart clothes and followed by several boys.

But on the first day he came here, the coarse clothes he wore were dusty, and he had not had enough to eat for many years and was thin. Standing in front of Wu Qing, he became more and more embarrassed.

Especially when he looked at himself with contempt, and then said to his father very contemptuously.

"Is this your new guy? He's not very good. You're becoming less and less picky now. He can't even compare to one of my mother's fingers!"

Yuli stood there, confused. He felt like a piece of cargo being scrutinized by several people, and they seemed to dislike him.

He didn't understand, he knew he was sold, but he didn't know what he was bought for, and why those people looked at him with those eyes.

"You don't understand, this kid hasn't grown up yet! You look at those eyebrows, he's a beauty, hahaha..."

Wu Zhong smiled and told Wu Qing that his appearance and facial features were looking at him more and more like a piece of merchandise.

Wu Zhong's eyes were strange. He couldn't understand it, but he was inexplicably scared. But he could understand Wu Qing's eyes.

The arrogant boy looked at him as if he were trash, with not only disgust but also anger in his eyes.

He didn't understand or why this happened. He stood there helplessly, letting them watch. He also felt at that time that he was going to be killed, and then these people were going to eat him? Why were they looking at him like that?

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But if it's just to eat him, then why are we still discussing his appearance? The people in this gang are scary. Is there such a hobby?

Looking at that look, he felt very uncomfortable, but he didn't want to die. His parents told him before they died that he should live well. No matter what happened, as long as he could live, he would endure it.
Chapter completed!