Shao Qingyuan and Gu Yundong were both sensitive people. Their eyebrows could not help but twitch when they noticed his obvious gaze.
Then, they turned around at the same time and looked in the direction of the gaze.
The other party did not seem to expect them to turn their heads. Their gazes met so casually, and her face was instantly filled with shock.
In the next moment, her eyes filled with panic. She turned around and stumbled away.
A trace of surprise flashed across Gu Yundong's face. Looking at the figure that had already run far away, she looked at Shao Qingyuan in a daze. "Is that… a child?"
The short and small figure looked to be only seven or eight years old.
The girl was very thin. Her entire face was so thin that it was out of shape, so her eyes were especially big. When she stared at someone, she looked inexplicably terrifying.
"I don't think we know anyone here. Why does she seem to hate us?"
