"Ah…" Nán Wǎnyān unconsciously cried out in pain, blood streaming from her forehead. The man behind her roared with fury —,Gazing at the dilapidated courtyard, utterly uninhabitable, Nan Wanyin clenched her fists tightly.,A little girl of three or four stood outside the high wall of Wing King's Mansion, looking up at another little girl lying on her stomach at the top of the wall and whispering, “Almost there! Come on, Xiao Baozi!”。