I looked down at Banxia. She was lying on the ground, looking up at me. We looked at each other.
I was on guard against Ma Ji, but I was not on guard against Banxia. Banxia had taken care of my everyday life, my food.
She had been drugging me, helping Ma Ji to control me.
"Good, very good. You did a good job. Ma Ji should reward you." Ma Ji had even taken into account my possible doubts about her. So she planted Banxia beside me. I was impressed.
Banxia used her sleeve to wipe away the tears on her face. She stopped crying.