Jiang Tianxin knew from the day the Jiang family was destroyed that her days as the young lady were over, even though she was still young.

She wasn't some well-behaved young lady back in the manor; she was the kind who was mischievous and adept at everything from climbing over walls to being a cunning and daring girl.

The little girl groggily opened her eyes with all her might. She and her younger brother had been rescued, but their parents had died at the hands of the bandits.

But she had no time to grieve; she needed to find out where her brother was and whether he was alive.

Jiang Tianyang was still an infant at that time, unable to walk and needing to be carried.

Her mother had told her that if only she and her brother were left in the world, she should take care of herself first, and then go look for her brother.

Madame Chiang never asked her daughter to sacrifice herself to take care of Chiang Tien-yang. The Chiang family was already in such a state that it was fortunate that they could protect themselves.

"Senior sister, the child has woken up."

Upon hearing this sound, Jiang Tianxin subconsciously turned her head to look.

The bump on my forehead was stretched, and it hurt a little, but I could bear it.

Noticing the little dumpling's gaze, Xiao Shiba, who was peeking at Jiang Tianxin through the window crack, immediately closed the window and pretended nothing had happened.

Below the window, a row of assassins from Zhanchen Tower were crouching. Apart from Liu Xiaohua and Eleven, all of them were under twenty years old.

This was the first time they had seen a child at Zhanchen Tower, and they found it fascinating.

Moreover, that girl was ruthless; she knocked me unconscious without warning. How should I put it? She has potential, and I want her.

hey-hey.

Liu Xiaohua swayed her hips as she walked over from the distant dense forest, the red flower on her head particularly eye-catching.

The woman has large, double eyelids with smooth, non-swollen eyelids. When her eyes are open, you can see her individual eyelashes, which are especially alluring when paired with red rouge.

But it wasn't the kind of flirtatious manner; no one wanted to talk to Liu Xiaohua just because she stood there.

This person has curved eyebrows and looks like an innkeeper, but it's definitely the kind of place that runs a shady business.

"woke up?"

"Yes, Senior Sister, you're awake. I was just looking at Little Eighteen."

With a slender lift of her hand, the red nail polish on her fingertips was particularly striking, and the door was pushed open.

By this time, Jiang Tianxin had already gotten out of bed, tidied her clothes, and was waiting for someone to come over.

"Hey, your head doesn't hurt anymore? You got up so quickly," Liu Xiaohua said.

"It hurts a little bit, where's my... my brother?"

Jiang Tianxin still missed her younger brother, after all, he was her only family member in the world.

"Your brother is sleeping at my man's place. He's so carefree, eating and sleeping soundly."

After saying that, Liu Xiaohua gently flicked the large bump on Jiang Tianxin's head.

She's just a little kid, why worry so much? Her parents just died in front of her, she should be crying now, wailing loudly!

The pain came suddenly, and a few tears welled up in Jiang Tianxin's eyes.

"Does it hurt?" Liu Xiaohua asked.

"pain."

The little dumpling sounded aggrieved.

"Then cry, just cry it out."

"Ouch! It hurts so much! It hurts so much!"

Jiang Tianxin burst into tears in front of the senior sister of Zhanchen Tower, making the assassins at the door feel their hearts clench.

Because this child not only cried, but also mumbled words.

“I… my father is gone, my mother is gone, my grandfather was killed, and the whole family is just me and my younger brother left.”

"I have no home!"

"Waaaaah, I have no home anymore."

"I'm an orphan that nobody cares about or wants. From now on... I won't be able to afford food. I'll be bullied and people will throw mud at me."

That's more like it. Liu Xiaohua looked at Jiang Tianxin, who was crying loudly, and squatted down.

I took a handkerchief and wiped her snot and tears. The child was crying so hard that snot was getting into her mouth.

The woman looked disgusted, but her hands didn't stop moving.

Jiang Tianxin cried intensely and for a long time. Liu Xiaohua shouted to the boys and girls outside:

Give me all your handkerchiefs.

"Senior sister, where would I, a grown man, get a handkerchief!"

"That's because you're being sarcastic, but I have it too."

Shiba carried a stack of handkerchiefs into the house, then ran out again to squat down with his fellow disciples and watch the excitement.

Why not watch it from inside the house?

I'm used to looking out the window; the view from here is quite nice.

"I...in the future...in the future..."

“From now on, you will still live a life of luxury, just like at home. You can have whatever you want, as long as you are obedient. You can cry as much as you want, but you can’t let this make you feel down for the rest of your life. Life is long, and your journey is long.”

"Do you want to stay at Zhanchen Tower?" Liu Xiaohua asked.

Seeing Jiang Tianxin gradually calm down, the little dumpling was still sobbing, her face and nose twitching, and she replied breathlessly:

"Stay...stay here. My brother and I have nowhere to go. Can I stay with him?"

"Can I...can I see him now?"

Liu Xiaohua smiled and wiped the child's face and forehead, as the child was crying so intensely.

The woman picked up Jiang Tianxin and carried her out of the room, saying as she went:

"Of course you can, but Zhanchen Tower is also tough; you have to practice every day."

What kind of martial arts are you practicing?

"It's the kind of kung fu we used to save you."

“Okay, I’ve loved reading storybooks since I was a child.”

Liu Xiaohua was amused by her words.

“From a young age, you’re only a few years old now, but you’ve been like this since you were little.”

"I am five years old this year."

Actually, no, she is already six years old. Jiang Tianxin was afraid that she would not be able to practice the "boy's kung fu" because of her age, so she deliberately said she was a little younger.

If she's going to practice, then Miss Jiang wants to practice the most powerful one.

But her parents were dead, and thinking of this, she couldn't hold back her tears.

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