The one called out by her was a somewhat stocky middle-aged woman.
With short hair and carrying a basket, she didn't seem very noticeable.
However, when she saw Ji Jiaxin alone, a flicker of brightness crossed her eyes, which she quickly hid, feigning a warm and concerned demeanor.
The middle-aged woman carefully surveyed her surroundings before asking,
"Little friend, why are you alone? Where are your family members?"
"Little friend, did you get lost from your family?"
Ji Jiaxin, observing the woman, suddenly had an ominous premonition.
It might have been a sensation catalyzed by the many dangers she had encountered before.
She instinctively didn't want to say much, nor did she want to let the person in front of her know too much information.
So, she pursed her lips and repeated her earlier question.
"Auntie, do you or do you not know the direction to go from here? If you do, could you please point it out to me? I need to go here."