"Chang Ying, I'm begging you... "
"I've drawn three upper signs in a row, today something good is bound to happen, something huge!"
"Please, there are only the two of us Spiritual Sign believers here, why don't you try drawing a sign? Help me verify it..." The petite girl who had been tossed aside hurriedly ran back.
The girl squatted next to Chang Ying, pulling at the torn hem of Chang Ying's pants with her little hand, shaking it from side to side.
Chang Ying's face, expressionless, showed a hint of impatience.
She didn't want to be whipped again.
Nor did she want to be confined again.
Last December, when she first came to this realm, she was picked up by the people of Starry Valley.
Starry Valley, a force formed by the disciples of two sects, Star Official and Flower Lantern, treated her quite well and welcomed a Spiritual Sign believer to join.
All along, everyone got along harmoniously, and Chang Ying did not suffer too much from fate's ravages.
