"What a coincidence to run into her again,"
The little girl was curled up on the ground, immobile, as if she hadn't heard the voice.
Having spent over a decade in the family, she had become adept at pretending, at playing her role just perfectly.
She was indeed curious and puzzled by the clear male voice, yet she showed no signs of it.
"What is your name?" The man asked again, addressing her.
She was stunned.
Name?
She had no name.
Perhaps, from the moment she was born, it was determined that she would be sold. The family didn't even bother naming her, they didn't want her to be part of the family tree.
Everyone else referred to her as Miss Shi, her mother called her Xiao Shi.
She remembered this man's voice... Lady of Famine.
A curious look appeared on her face: "My name is Wu Shi... who are you?"
"Wu Shi?" The man paused and looked at the petite body of Lady of Famine.