Old Madam Xie felt as if she had been struck by lightning. Goosebumps appeared on her body. What was Qiao Nian doing here? Could it be that she knew something?
**
5:30 A.M.
The first rays of dawn shone in the town, and the sky grew bright.
In a dilapidated building, a bearded man in shabby clothes opened the door and peeked out.
After not seeing anyone, he quietly made way and said to the old man and the boy behind him, "I've looked. There's no one outside. You can come out now."
After a while, a thin old man and a six- or seven-year-old little boy stepped forward. The old man held the little boy's hand and thanked the man. "Ryan, thank you. I've troubled you these two days. If it weren't for you…"
The bearded man supported him and vaguely said, "Old Mi, don't thank me. I should be thanking you. If it weren't for the Nance Alliance helping our village back then, I wouldn't have survived until now."
