Never had Xia Jinyuan faced such an obvious threat from anyone. What surprised him more was that the little girl before him was audacious enough to go into the mountain with them.
Sun rays were scattering through the leaves. Standing under the dappled light and shadow, this girl had a pair of firm and tenacious eyes, which also contained loneliness and detachment.
The expressions in her eyes were incoherent with her age. It was quite appropriate to say that she was precocious and had an old soul.
After observing the persistence in her eyes, he found it brutal to turn her down.
"Little girl, hurry up if you want to lead the way. Liu Bing, take care of her." It's not that Xia Jinyuan had believed she could show them the way. It's just that he didn't want to continue talking to this precocious girl without doing anything about the suspects.
