The noise from outside continued, with the hurried footsteps of people who seemed to have all come out of their houses; the clamour was at times distant, at times near. Children began to cry, dogs barked, it was a lively scene indeed.
In this chaotic scene, Jiang Li sat at the door, her eyes bright, reflecting the glowing sky, yet not a hint of panic could be seen on her face. Wen Renyao, watching her, suddenly laughed. When he was not joking around, he was quite serious. He said, "Miss Jiang the Second seems not to be afraid at all."
"Compared to the unarmed citizens and the soldiers confronting at the city gates, there really is nothing to be afraid of," Jiang Li replied.
"You are as courageous as Ah Heng," Wen Renyao mused as if thinking of something, "Even when he had nothing and no one to rely on, he was just as fearless."
