"Could it be... Could it be the Barbarian Race kidnapped me to force Grandfather into submission?"
Xiao Wan'er bit her lip. "If that's the case, I... I will never let them have their way!"
But even in her defiance, a figure quietly emerged in her mind's eye.
A handsome young man in brocade robes, holding a calligraphy brush and a book, gazing at her with a gentle smile.
She could almost hear his voice in her ear, comforting her:
"Sister, don't be anxious. Perhaps things will take a turn for the better soon."
'A turn for the better...'
Xiao Wan'er lowered her head, the look on her beautiful face gradually firming with resolve.
'If my brother-in-law were here, he wouldn't just do nothing, like I am.'
At this thought, Xiao Wan'er took a deep breath, composed herself, and spoke:
"Who... who are you? Why did you bring me here?"
Hearing her voice, Du Cang glanced back, a sneer appearing on his face, which was as gaunt and withered as tree bark.
