The girl's eyes were wide and glossy with tears that trembled at the corners. Her entire body shook as she stepped onto the blood-soaked earth.
The contrast was striking. A childlike figure surrounded by corpses, gore, and the suffocating killing intent that still seeped from Han Yu.
But despite her fear, she bowed deeply, almost falling over in the process.
Her voice crackled when she spoke.
"Thank you, honored disciple of the Slaughtered Moon Divine Blood Sect. Thank you for saving us."
Han Yu studied her with spirit sense while maintaining Ju Fan's cold stare. His mind, however, raced quickly.
Early stage Qi Refining realm.
'At this age?'
That was remarkable talent. Even orthodox sects would consider her a treasure. The Qing clan certainly would. Which made her presence here, with no guards, in a lone carriage with a single driver, all the more strange.
'Why would she be here like this?' He wondered.
