As time passed, the two sets of memories and identities fused more and more seamlessly. She didn't know when it started, but she truly began to see herself as Dong Dabao.
"Now you're bullying my Dong family again, slapping my little brother. What exactly are you relying on? Stirring trouble and running wild time and again, if I'm considered a monster for being strong and growing slowly, could I also say that you are a Mountain Demon in disguise? After all, someone as troublesome as you is rare indeed! Besides, let's not even talk about whether I'm really a monster, even if I were, what evil did I do when I was a child? You blame me for natural disasters, have you ever thought about the dangers of rumors!"
Old Lady Cui was so taken aback by the retort that she couldn't speak. Suddenly, Cui Dong looked at the stunningly beautiful young woman in front of him. She carried herself with a grace that was nothing like that of a rural villager.
"You are… Dong Dabao?"
