Looking at her situation, she should be a loose cultivator, and one who lives quite precariously.
"Is it you? Senior Brother, is it you?"
Tan Shaoting still frowned; he had seen much deceit in the cultivation world, and truly couldn't easily reveal his own details.
If his wife were here, it would be better to be sure, but even then he couldn't admit it, just to take better care of her in the future.
"You have mistaken me for someone else."
"Mistaken? I saw you and had this feeling, you are my Senior Brother, the one who doted on me since childhood, the one who died miserably for my sake."
Tan Shaoting didn't reveal anything, but he did mark her so that he could easily find her.
Chen Xiaorui wandered away in disillusionment; she woke up and found herself here, became a ten-year-old loose cultivator without parents.
