Ye Jian realized that the strangers that entered the village might be hurting the villagers. In that instant, she suddenly realized a sound from her left. Her gaze turned sharp. She reacted quickly and rolled on the wet ground, evading the attack that came from behind her.
Her quick reaction gave J5 a shock. This Tibetan young lady was too agile.
"Come out!" Ye Jian rolled on the ground and hid under the Mani pile. She said in a low voice, "Who are you?"
The first sentence was said in Mandarin while the last sentence was spoken using the Tibetan dialect she learned from Yang Jin. When the five people heard her voice, they were stunned.
This voice sounded familiar.
Han Zheng placed his finger over his lips and said softly to Xia Jinyuan, "Don't you find the voice familiar? Does it sound like… your little fox? I'm not wrong, right? It really sounds like her."
After one year, that voice got more imposing. He was not certain if it was really her.
