Chapter 873

"Miss, miss... Would you like to buy some flowers?" A cute little boy with a dirty face approached Maeve while holding a bouquet of slightly wilted flowers. Maeve felt a pang of sympathy and was about to take the flowers from the boy when, in the next moment, Zion reached out and grabbed the boy's wrist. The boy cried out in pain as the wildflowers scattered on the ground, revealing a hidden knife. Maeve was startled by the sight. Zion's cold voice cut through the air, "Robbing on the street? Do you have a death wish?" The boy turned pale from Zion's icy glare. He didn't bother to pick up the knife and quickly stumbled away. Maeve looked down at the crude knife on the ground. Despite its rough appearance, the blade was surprisingly sharp, suggesting it had been handmade by a child. Maeve asked, "Why would they resort to killing?" "The law is chaotic in the Eldoria slums. People here will do anything to survive," Zion explained indifferently. "Children target wealthy people b