Upon hearing the word Aunt, Wanyan Qianhua smiled, then she reached out and touched the boy's head and said: "I've not seen you for a few years, Feng'er has grown up."
"Aunt, Aunt…"
The young boy was unable to stop crying. He hugged her with both arms and cried sadly: "Aunt, they killed so many of our clansmen…"
"Qianhua!"
"Eldest Young Mistress!"
"Younger Sister!"
Shouts of surprise called out from the surroundings and everyone came to her side quickly.
When Wanyan Qianhua heard the voices calling out to her, she scanned her surroundings and raised her head to look at her clansmen saying: "I've come back late." She should have come back earlier, if she had come back earlier, her clansmen wouldn't have suffered so many casualties.
She took a deep breath and patted the young boy's head: "Go! Go to the back, Aunt will take care of these people."
The young boy stepped backwards, his eyes remained fixed on his aunt.
