This afternoon atop Three Finger Peak, Dong Huiying's body was sticky with clotted blood.
Feeling very uncomfortable, she leaped into the pool beneath the waterfall to wash herself.
In the shadows, a woman skulked secretly, having discovered this child had run away from home, she had quietly followed her.
Over these days, she observed in secret and noticed some abnormalities.
For example, the child's demeanor was strange, at times gentle, at times savage, and occasionally she would sit and stare blankly, her profile revealing a touch of sorrow.
Her appearance reminded the woman of two years ago.
Back then, the child had often looked preoccupied with heavy thoughts, and after many events, she had turned into a despised and abominable figure.
The woman heaved a light sigh.
"Who's there!"
