She knew that her younger sister and brother-in-law were sitting outside on the grass, chatting, and precisely because she knew, she did not come out to disturb them.
Who would have guessed that while she refrained from intruding, some blind fools had come along instead.
However, how could anyone in a village at the base of White Blind Mountain know her brother-in-law's previous name?
Knowing that even the elderly couple who lent them aid did not know their true names, only the aliases Zhe Jue and Zhen Wu – of course, they were just pseudonyms, not their real names.
Lin Caisang too had realized, and she let go of Sui Zimo's arm and hopped down from the grass.
She approached the woman who had been thrown down in pain, and under the night light, she looked at the woman's ragged clothes and disheveled hair, unable to clearly see the woman's face.
"Who are you?" she asked.
In this place, to think someone recognized her husband – it was indeed strange.
