Seeing the little girl's innocent face and her clear eyes staring straight at her, San Yueqi felt a pang of guilt. She wished she could slap herself twice if she woke up in the middle of the night.

How could anyone ask such a cruel question...?

"It's not good to judge people by their appearance! We are the Vidyadhara clan, born without needing parents."

The little girl snorted and then said, "I'm not saying anything more, I still have to deliver medicine to someone..."

"Delivering medicine? Who are you delivering medicine to? We can help you." The guilty version of March 7th expressed its willingness to help others.

"That bastard named Blade! He's practically terminally ill, yet he still bullies me..."

When the child in front of them mentioned "blade," all three members of the train crew showed varying degrees of surprise.

"You know Blade? You mean that Star Core Hunter?" March 7 asked in surprise.

"What else?" the child said, his gaze falling on the portrait on the notice board, and he pointed at it.

"Hey! This is the guy!"

The three members of the train crew looked in the direction she was pointing, and they were slightly taken aback when they saw the portrait on the notice board.

"Are you sure... it's someone from this side, and not someone from the side?" Xingmei asked doubtfully.

At this moment, the image the child was pointing to was not Star Core Hunter Blade, but her master... Zhou Xiao.

"It's him!" The child leaned closer to take a look, and when she realized that the Star Core Hunter Blade was actually the portrait next to her, she was also a little confused.

"Huh? This signature... isn't it wrong?"

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P.S.: Please, please, please! A newbie author is online, sobbing...