Ouyang Xueqing almost tripped over nothing. She blinked in bewilderment at the grown man grouching and wailing his heart out. Hey mister, excuse me, I haven't done anything yet...
Amused, Ouyang Xueqing offered her hand. "Hey, Da Er—" But she was slapped away. She stared dumbly at her stinging palm and to the man that was hugging his head while trembling like a newborn fawn.
Before Ouyang Xueqing could say anything, the door banged open. "Kid, we have come to rescue—" The voice died down abruptly as the intruder stared at the strange situation inside.
The children huddling on the corner stared at him blankly, a fainted grown man on the floor, a clapping little boy with excited eyes. His eyes widened as he cried out. "Little ancestor!"
