The girl stood right at the entrance of the Jing Family's small courtyard, her feet bathed in the stream of warm light that spilled from inside. She was wrapped in a fuzzy halo, her round eyes wide open and shining, her mouth slightly agape, staring at him unblinkingly, as if he were a monster who had popped out of the ground and had no business being there at all.
Meng Yuhuai only then realized that the girl no longer looked as skin-and-bones as she did when she first arrived at Fire Knife Village. Her cheeks had filled out a bit, and there seemed to be some curves to her body now. She didn't look so rigid, except for her back, which still instinctively held itself ramrod straight.
