These clear and transparent eyes belonged to a little girl.
The little girl was about seven or eight years old, with a thin body and a sallow complexion, clearly suffering from malnutrition. She was wearing tattered hemp clothes, and her face was dirty. However, the girl's bright and clear eyes left a deep impression on Han Yi.
Immediately, he reacted. His strong willpower prevented him from immediately jumping up or panicking. He slowly sat up from his lying position, and the girl with clear eyes shrank back a bit, leaning away from him.
Han Yi glanced away from the little girl and looked around, finding that he was currently sitting in a bumpy, canopy-less ox cart. The ox cart was crude, and an old farmer-like man was sitting on the yoke.
As he sat up, the old man turned around and saw that Han Yi had woken up. He quickly stopped the cart and his turbid eyes brightened up with a hint of anxiety. With a touch of reverence, he said:
"Sir, you're awake."
