Weisheng's eyes widened the moment she spoke her name, making her wonder if she was well-known. He slowly exhaled, processing the information. He looked around to double-check if the doors and windows were closed lest someone heard them.
He then turned back to her, "Let's keep this between us, shall we?" He advised her, "I can hide you, but you have to hide yourself, too. Don't tell your name to anyone else."
Xiaoling cluelessly nodded, "Am I famous?" She asked.
Weisheng's eyebrows twitched, "Huh?" He almost laughed, repressing it by a mere second, "Don't you know what clan you belong to?" He asked as if it was obvious.
"Ah," Xiaoling understood, "No. The doctor said I hit my head and lost my memory." She truthfully said.
Her bluntness caught him off-guard. He shook his head, "Wait, so you don't know about the Hua Clan?"
