"Has she heard me?" wondered Yang Qing as he held his chin, tilting his head slightly at seeing no reaction from the red-robed lady.
Even after introducing himself, a few seconds passed by with her in the same spot, in the same pose, and with the same lost look on her face as she held some of the Sakura flowers in her hands.
Just as Yang Qing was about to reintroduce himself, he saw her pupils expand and shrink rapidly, looking like she had just been jolted awake.
Still carefully holding the sakura flower bundle in her hands like it was some precious treasure to her the lady turned to face Yang Qing, her listless look disappearing as she showed some emotion. It was one of surprise.
"Are you human?" she asked with her eyes slightly widened in surprise. Her voice was mellow and soft like the gentle radiance of the moon, and there was also a sense of innocence and naivety in it.