"Take a break first." Lian Jiang noticed something was off in her expression and gestured for her to rest.
Delphine patted the little girl's head, walked out of the set, and sat in front of a Republic District building, gazing at the culturally rich old-town area.
The production crew had rented an entire street. At this moment, the weather was still sweltering, and there were few pedestrians on the road.
Lian Jiang walked up from behind and sat next to her. The man was still wearing his signature coarse robe and had his hair tied in a small braid. He smiled faintly at her and said, "I consider myself a man with stories, but when I look into your eyes, all I see are stories."
Delphine curved her lips in a faint smile and replied lightly, "Just a little worn down by life."
