I looked at them gratefully. Then, I picked up a box of biscuits from the pile of food and put it in front of Ah Fei’s younger brother and offered it to him, “Take this.”

The child hid behind his mother, terrified. He seemed worried that he would get beaten up if he took it.

Ah Fei’s mother was anxious, and she didn’t dare to look at me. But her gaze was fixed on the box of biscuits. The food was important to them, let alone the fact that she had a child.

“Take it. I won’t catch you. I am here, and no one would take this away from you,” I retorted.

“Really?” She seemed surprised.

I put the box of biscuits in her hand, looking at the others coldly. “I believe in Ah Fei, so I airdropped food...