After Chen Tang left, Ah Li curled up again in the corner of the cargo ship, sitting on the cold and damp wooden boards, her chin resting on her knees, staring blankly into space.
Chen Tang was somewhat strange, different from anyone she had ever met.
Her master had saved her, taught her martial arts, and given her tasks.
But her master had never cared about her past or asked her for her name.
This Chen Tang, despite knowing her for only a few days, seemed to care about her quite a lot.
Is it because I resemble his little sister?
The environment she was in, including the people around her, treated her as if she wasn't a person.
Even she herself had never regarded herself as a person.
As a hermit, she underwent numerous cruel and inhumane training, one of which was not to see herself as human.
Once she had human emotions such as joy, anger, sorrow, and desires, she would inevitably have bonds and flaws.
She wouldn't be able to remain calm and rational at all times.
