"Shall we go? Can you walk?" Wang Zijia asked the little girl.
Upon hearing this, the little girl slowly got up. Wang Zijia bent down and gently took her left hand. The girl trembled for a moment, then gave no further response.
Wang Zijia led the girl away, escorted courteously from the courtyard by the manager. Before leaving, he suddenly asked, "By the way, what's your name?"
"Exalted Immortal, I share the same lineage as you. My name is An, wishing for peace of mind!" replied the manager, Wang An.
"That is a nice name indeed, I hope you can always have peace of mind!" Wang Zijia looked at the resettlement area, listened to the faint noise from inside, examined the lifeless adults outside, and concluded.
"I will certainly heed the teachings of the immortal elders," Wang An replied respectfully, no longer flattery in his tone.
Wang Zijia then brought the child to the horse carriage waiting at the entrance, lifted her into it. She trembled slightly at his touch.
