Chen Nuo saw nothing amiss, but Nuwa felt that He Xi wasn't as naive as she seemed. Nuwa opened her heart but detected nothing; it seemed that He Xi too was wondering why Nuwa couldn't say thank you.
"It's not just about saying thank you when someone helps you," Chen Nuo said, "If those officials from the Yamen help you, they won't say thank you to you either. This is because their status is more distinguished than yours, so it's okay if they don't say thank you."
"I see," He Xi nodded, "Is this sister's status very distinguished then? The sister who turned into a small bird also said that this sister's status is very distinguished, and that I should kneel and bow when I see her. Is it that kind of distinguished?"
The question seemed to circle back again. Nuwa put her teacup aside; the child's words appeared very naive, yet they were quite cutting.
Especially to her—could it be that this child was not actually a child, but some kind of specter in disguise?