"Why did you call me Little Sister?" Yue Li asked with a pout.
"Ah, that." Han Li chuckled and said: "The people there obviously thought you were my little sister instead of my Mother. I just wanted to call you that infront of them."
"Hmm... So I look too young and beautiful." Yue Li couldn't help but smile.
"Anyway," Han Li said, "I don't have any plans to use the mirror yet. Go and bring a knife, let's start your training."
...
The world was starting to darken and the sun was wishing its final goodbyes for the day. People were entering back homes and birds were singing too.
Walking closer to Han Li's home. Liyue's heart was beating heavily. She was feeling all sorts of emotions at the moment; relief, anger, hope, distress, sadness, and even fear.