Fang Ruotang, a frail and unremarkable girl from the Prime Minister’s household,
one day found herself pestered by a tiny, cutesy creature called the Mirror of Reversal—
and it star...
Fang Ruotang frowned and said somewhat reluctantly, "Come with us! Let's hurry so we don't waste time on the way and encounter monsters again. We also need to go to the vicinity of the capital."
There's a passageway there, and that's where the casualties are the greatest.
Not knowing how the officials from Dayong were doing, Fang Ruotang gave up on having the Zhao clan members freshen up and directly summoned people to board the spirit boat and set off.
The young girl, surnamed Zhao, nestled in a woman's arms, secretly glancing at Fang Ruotang and whispering, "Is the Imperial Preceptor really a fairy from heaven? She's so amazing! Can I be like her someday?"
"If we can find out if someone has spiritual roots, then we'll have a chance. Shall we let Xiaoya give it a try?"
“Okay, Mother, I’m sure I have spiritual roots.” The little girl looked on with longing.
To Fang Ruotang and her group, the conversation between the Zhao family members was like having someone speak right next to their ears through a megaphone; they could hear it clearly.
“She’s called Xiaoya, just like you.” Fang Ruotang nudged Wenren Ya.
Wenren Ya also heard this, glanced at it with a smile, and said, "Yes! I hope she really has spiritual roots. In the future, we will be fellow disciples. I will be Da Ya, and she will be Xiao Ya."
"The people you saved this time are all very kind and grateful to you. I've noticed that the people of Beiliang are more sensible than the people of Dayong. The people we just saved are the same. But many people in Dayong think it's our duty, and even complain that we arrived too late because their family members have all died."
Wenren Ya and the others have been so busy that, to exaggerate a bit, they haven't even had a moment to drink water.
But before coming to Beiliang, every time they went to a place, they would encounter a few unreasonable and argumentative people who would complain about them.
She could understand their pain and panic at losing loved ones, but she couldn't understand why they were taking their anger out on others.