บท 2370: Flowery Bugs, Sweet Stones, and Ocarinas

Li Yao was slightly stunned by her questions. He observed the girl named "Bing Bing" carefully.

The girl was around fifteen years old, an age between a child and an adult. Although there was the indifference of abstention from feelings on her face, it looked nothing more than a thin layer of ice.

Below the cracking ice, however, were her real feelings that were flowing out.

Something in Li Yao's heart was triggered. He asked in a soft voice, "Bing Bing, do you not want your parents to fight the war?"

"… I don't know."

With intense confusion beaming out of her eyes, Bing Bing hesitated for a moment. "Our town fought wildlings and other towns before. That was only hundreds of people fighting at most, but too many people already died. I've seen some of the dead bodies. Their faces were all bleeding, their guts were running out, and their limbs were all squeezed. That was horrible.