“Young Miss, you’ve finally awakened. If anything happens to you, this old servant wouldn’t have the face to meet the old master and mistress underground, woo…” The woman holding me burst into tears, drenching my little face. She’s not my mother, just my wet nurse.
“Oh, Miss Little Dragon, why are you so angry today? I risked my life to bring you this wooden comb as a gift!” Purple Robe Uncle’s rough voice was particularly loud in the damp, dark dungeon.
As soon as I saw the wooden comb in his hand, my anger subsided. I snatched the comb from him and lazily combed my messy hair while asking, “Offering kindness without reason means you’re either a thief or up to no good…”
“Heh… hehehe.” Purple Robe, who had just been fawning, let out a miserable laugh and then asked, “Miss Dragon, why is it that when someone walks on a beach and looks back, they can’t see their own footprints?”
“Uncle Purple Robe, this is cheating! You’ll corrupt this pure and innocent child!” I deliberately put on an innocent, childlike expression, blinking my eyes and staring at Uncle Purple Robe, who was now wearing a miserable smile.
I received a hard knock on my head from Purple Robe. “You’re still innocent? I’ve never seen a six-year-old child so devious!”
Not an Ordinary Little Boy
I was about to complain when I heard Orange Robe Uncle and Yellow Robe Uncle’s cursing approaching.
Uncle Purple Robe and I simultaneously looked outside. Red Robe Uncle walked towards me with arms crossed and a stern face, while Orange and Yellow Robe Uncles dragged an elderly man and a small boy, both covered in blood.
“Harvest? Nonsense! This old man’s mouth is harder than a stone!” Yellow Robe Uncle dragged the child, looking dissatisfied. The child, hearing my exclamation, difficultly raised his head and glared at me.
“Yellow Robe Uncle, I like this little brat. Let him stay in the cell next to mine!” I clung to Yellow Robe Uncle while playfully challenging the little boy with a raised eyebrow.
“Little Dragon, he’s not an ordinary prisoner, he is…” Yellow Robe Uncle’s words were cut short by Red Robe Uncle’s stern glare, and he immediately shut his mouth.
