She sat on the ground, looking at the three or four-year-old girl who was sleeping in the bed, looking even more vulnerable than she was.

"You."

Song Tingwan gently squeezed her shoulder and chuckled softly with affection.

After saying that, the two of them focused on the sleeping child and didn't talk much, but their understanding was tacit and heartwarming.

The candlelight flickered and cast a warm glow on the two of them.

Song Siyao was finally appeased once her long hair dried.

Song Tingwan didn't say a word.

She saw her sister stand up, smile at her, toss her long, loose hair behind her, and thoughtfully close the door for her.

Song Tingwan found it extremely funny.

How can she be so cute?

If she throws a tantrum, I can calm her down in the time it takes to dry her hair.

Song Tingwan laughed for a while before falling asleep next to Xiao Anan.

In the middle of the night, the little one had a nightmare and cried out. Song Tingwan held her in her arms and comforted her for a long time.

The next morning.

After practicing swordsmanship with his fellow disciples from the Sword Inquiry Sect, Song Siyao had breakfast together and then knocked on his elder sister's door with two dishes in hand.

She heard a voice inside and pushed open the door. Song Tingwan had just finished tidying up the little girl's clothes.

"Has Ayao eaten yet?"

Song Tingwan walked over, holding A-Nan's hand, and asked her younger sister softly.

After placing the breakfast on the table, Song Siyao half-squatted down, picked up the bewildered child, and carried him to the stool next to the table.

"Can you feed yourself?"

She asked in a stiff tone, which she wasn't used to.

Strangely, the child wasn't afraid of Song Siyao at all.

Her eyes were still red and swollen, but she nodded obediently.

"Thank you, Senior Sister."

Their innocent and childlike words are so endearing that they make one's heart soften.

Song Siyao curiously rubbed her head and asked, "Why do you call me Senior Sister?"

Song Tingwan set out the bowls and chopsticks, smiling softly without making a sound.

Little A-Nan stared with her big eyes and glanced timidly at Song Tingwan. Only after meeting the encouraging gaze of the fairy sister did she slowly speak.

“My sister said… once I join the Sword Inquiry Sect, I will be a disciple of the Sword Inquiry Sect, and I will call Sister A Yao as Senior Sister.”

She still had some difficulty speaking, and she spoke very slowly, word by word.

Song Siyao leaned forward and listened patiently.

Hearing this, she laughed, "Don't want to follow us anymore? Sister is right. From now on, you can call me Senior Sister. No one in the sect will dare to bully you."

After all, she is so young.

It always makes people worry.

"The fairy sister said that I should go to the sect to learn skills, and when I am able to defeat that strange fire, I will personally avenge my parents."

As she spoke, Xiao Anan tried her best to be strong, but she still choked up and tears fell in large drops without warning.

Song Tingwan served the little girl a bowl of porridge. The little girl wiped away her tears, picked up the spoon, and bravely ate the porridge, tears still falling.

No one needs to worry about it.

Song Siyao looked at her with newfound respect.

Although she still cried, she stopped making a fuss.

This is already quite an achievement for a three- or four-year-old child.

Her gaze met that of her older sister, and she couldn't help but smile.

The older sister and the child talked a lot.

Otherwise, how can a child overcome this on their own?

I've had breakfast.

Little Anan was handed over to the disciples of the Sword Inquiry Sect by Song Tingwan and her sister, who instructed them to take good care of her. Song Tingwan also gave them several bottles of pills.

Little A-Nan was accompanied by several familiar people, and although she was a little uneasy, she was still quite strong.

And so they parted ways, the two sisters embarking once again on their journey north.

After Xiao Anan entered the sect, the next morning, Xiao Yuer, also known as Shen Tu Yu, appeared in front of her room.

“You were also brought back by Senior Sister and Goddess. Senior Sister personally escorted me to class back then, and I am doing the same now. My name is Shen Tu Yu, and I am also your senior brother.”

A handsome young swordsman reached out his hand to the little girl.