"She sure grew up into a fine young woman." Ling Chen murmured with a slight smile on his face while peering at little Mei below as he stood above the Sky of the Akasha Spiritual World.
Ling Chen softly sighed when thinking about little Mei. Back then, she was only a little homeless and abandoned little girl taking care of her mentally ill mother by herself.
No one was willing to look out for her and giving her a helping hand. Nonetheless, despite being abandoned and rejected by everyone along with her sick mother, she never resorted to stealing or do any bad thing to survive.
Anyone in her position would have had her heart filled with hatred towards the people who abandoned her and ignored her suffering. However, it wasn't the case.
Despite being outcasted and rejected by the whole world, there wasn't a trace of hatred in her heart. Her eyes and her soul were still pure as the driven snow.
"Aren't you going to meet her?" Suddenly asked Akasha.
