Before Sang Que could reach the dancing Southern Ocean woman, a sharp infant's cry came from behind her.
Sang Que turned around with a roasted sweet potato in her hand and saw an old, skinny woman, dressed like a gypsy soothsayer. Her skin was dark and rough, heavily made-up with smoky eyes, and her mouth full of dirty, yellow teeth. She cradled a divine statue covered with a red cloth, the pitch-black base visible.
"I've been looking for you for half a month, and finally you've appeared. I've already controlled everyone on the street; if you want to save your friend, sacrifice yourself to the Golden Child as atonement."
The woman's voice was hoarse and unpleasant, like a crow, but her Chinese pronunciation was impeccable.
Sang Que recalled the previous events, mainly that she had been in the Deceit Dynasty for so long that she was almost forgetting modern things.
