"Are you Weiken?"
Without waiting for He Ao to answer, Xiya, standing beside him, looked at the elderly figure ahead and asked, slightly flustered.
Her hand clenched tight, fingertips pressing into her skin until they turned pale.
"Yes,"
Weiken withdrew his gaze from He Ao, glanced briefly at Xiya, at her City Defense Army combat suit and resolute face, and smiled. "Young lady, are you a Wilderness Wanderer?"
He then paused, seemingly talking to himself as he analyzed, "Your eyes are filled with wildness. Generally speaking, girls from the slums also carry a similar wildness, but theirs is more easily concealed. They appear harmless, like stray cats.
"On the other hand, girls from the wilderness who grow up fighting the elements are fiercer, more unrestrained, like untamed feral kittens."
