Pinching the paper in her hand, Lin Sanjiu stared at it without saying anything. The name "Nüwa" had caused her so much shock that it was as if somebody had struck a big old bell hard in her brain. She couldn't come around even after a long while. It pushed all her thoughts out, leaving only the echoes of the bell in her brain.
She wasn't very proficient in English, so she could not understand the message Nüwa had written for her. She tried to make Yu Yuan explain it to her, but to her dismay, the common language in Yu Yuan's hometown was Latin. Both of them got together and studied it for a while, but neither of them could understand it.
Lin Sanjiu bit her lips.
Nüwa knew her language, but she left a message in English...
Why would she do that?
Troubled by the question, Lin Sanjiu exited the pocket dimension together with Yu Yuan. When she once again stepped into the street filled with vendors, she finally saw the light.
