"You still know you're being silly, aren't you silly yourself?"
Xin Lin gave a wry smile, wondering what kind of odd treasure she had picked up.
The fool scratched his head and continued to giggle stupidly.
Xin Lin was pondering how to settle this fool; those rogues wanted to kill him, she couldn't just leave him on the street, but if she took him back, how would she explain to Shi Guiren?
"Sister."
From a distance, light shone over.
Little Xinzhuo and Shi Guiren, carrying a lantern, walked over.
The mother and daughter had been waiting in the inn for Xin Lin for half the day, and they grew more worried as she did not return.
As it was getting late, they set out to look for her.
"Why did you come out? Didn't I tell you to wait in the inn? I'm fine. I just couldn't stand the injustice I saw on my way."
Xin Lin spread her hands; now, she didn't need to explain.
"Sister, who is he?"
Little Xinzhuo tugged at Xin Lin's arm, looking at the fool behind Xin Lin.
