Chapter 387: The Day of Meeting

A very long time ago, in the dead of night, a carriage was slowly traveling down an empty street. The driver couldn't help but yawn, rubbing his eyes. He gathered his energy, lifted the carriage curtain.

A young girl of about seven years of age, clothed in tatters and trembling, sat within the carriage. There was only fear in her eyes, tears welled up. She didn't know where she was going to be taken.

The carriage driver commented, "Why are you crying? All the way here, you have done nothing but cry. It's annoying."

The little girl was an orphan, taken care of by several relatives in turns since she was a child. After being tossed around from one relative to another, living in no fixed place, poorly fed and clothed, she suffered from many insults and rebuffs. The young girl endured injustices time and time again.