Chapter 61

The people around them immediately gathered around them. Suddenly, Noah let go of the boy's hand, and Verrel took the opportunity to run away from Noah.

"What's wrong, kid?" A man immediately caught Verrel's body, bent half of it, and held Verrel's shoulders.

Seeing many people gathered, Verrel finalized his acting by crying even harder. "Help me." He pointed at Noah with his index finger. "This guy wants to kidnap me."

Noah looked at him with a cold stare. "He's lying. I only prevented him from throwing a tree branch into the fish pond."

Verrel shook his head vigorously. "No, he didn't. He lied." Verrel held up the tree branch while sobbing. "I wanted to hit him with this branch to protect myself, but he held my hand and wanted to pull me away."

Noah was a little surprised to hear what the eight-year-old boy had to say, but he was already speaking like an adult who was good at licking his tongue. Noah had no idea that such a small child could lie and make up stories so cleverly,