Seeing that no one else was around and the gap-browed youth was a good distance away, Widow Xie finally revealed what she had been holding back.
"He's that 'coffin-born child' from the next village over. You must have heard of him..."
'The coffin-born child?' Ji Huan had certainly heard the stories. He was infamous.
'To think it was actually him.'
Ji Huan couldn't contain her curiosity and glanced back at him.
When his eyes met hers, the gap-browed youth seemed to guess what they were talking about. He lowered his head slightly but didn't leave right away.
An opportunity like this was a rare find, and he didn't want to give it up if there was even the slightest chance.
'But now that she knows who I am,' he thought, 'that sliver of a chance is probably gone.'
"Sigh... His mother had a difficult labor. She couldn't deliver him while she was alive. The moment she drew her last breath, he was born..."
