The violent tremor on the mountain also drew the attention of others.
Luo Huai walked out of the cave, but saw lush trees, a scene of calmness. He scratched his head, "Could it be that I heard it wrong?"
Turning around again, he saw the girl crouching on the ground.
Seeing her long hair nearly touching the ground, he quickly went over to lift her hair, "Ah Wu, what are you doing?"
The girl was intently stretching out her hand, catching the water dripping from the stone wall with her small hands, her eyes fixed on the ants crawling on the ground as she whispered, "I'm protecting them as they move house."
Luo Huai saw the small creatures on the ground and was at a loss for words.
The ants on the ground could be seen everywhere—who would care about their life and death?
His gaze involuntarily fell on the girl's soft, obedient profile. She still focused intently on the slowly crawling tiny creatures, her eyelashes not quivering at all.
She really seemed like a doll.
