In the crowd, the bald middle-aged man stood dumbfounded, watching Yun Xiao and Lian Xi holding hands as they walked away.1

"Lian Xi let him hold her hand?" the bald man murmured with a deep gaze. "Does that mean she isn't a child of disaster?"0

He glanced around and noticed the youngsters were more fixated on the hand-holding than the bearer of calamity matter.0

"Soon enough, someone's going to catch onto this. And just like that, the rumors of Lian Xi being a bearer of calamity will fall apart," he mused with a slight sense of wonder. "This kid, without even realizing it, lent Lian Xi a hand and solved her pressing problem."0

This was the outcome of a public display of hand-holding.0

"Well, now all we can hope is that Lian Xi can handle...0