99 Packing Gift

"Pack everything and send them to the cultivators." A middle-aged man stood outside the wine store, instructing the workers to bring boxes of wine into the carriage. 

"Father…" The young lady the beggar mentioned couldn't help but walk toward him with an apologetic expression. "I'm sorry. I was rushing because I heard Mother collapse…"

"You don't have to worry about that. The cultivators have been treating us, mortals, like ants. I'm just glad that he doesn't kill you or even r*pe you. My store can take a loss, but I can't afford to lose you." The middle-aged man shook his head helplessly. 

"Why are the cultivators this ruthless? We are both humans."

"No one knows. They have become someone above us when they cultivate. I hope that they are facing their retribution in the future for all the evil deeds they've done. Anyway, let's get inside, so you don't have to watch this." The middle-aged man sighed while gently pushing his daughter inside the store.