Lin Suqing withdrew his hand from the embrace of the young boy, feeling the clammy warmth from the boy's palm, to which he was unaccustomed.
With nowhere to wipe his hand, he awkwardly looked at it, then steadied his breath and tucked his hands behind him. He offered the young boy a friendly smile and said, "I am merely a villager who gathers herbs, may I ask you, hero..."
"Who are you?" the boy interrupted before he could finish.
Lin Suqing's friendly expression remained, and he said, "My name is Lin Suqing, may I ask..."
"Why do you care who I am?" the boy interrupted again. His tone was not very polite, but he was not haughty.
Then, the young boy walked straight to where the little pandas were continuously entwined with the blue snake. Before he spoke, the creatures seemed as if they were threatened by a terrifying force, already trembling in fear.
