Chapter 13 The Identity of the Child and the Mandate
Hearing the sound, Chen Qing turned her head and noticed that the child she had rescued from the sea had woken up at some point; the child was now looking at her timidly.
Although she was young and not very good at disguising herself,
She had a pair of eyes as fierce as a little wolf, yet she acted timid and cowardly.
How could someone who had withstood the pursuit of the Black Blade Pirates group while heavily injured and adrift at sea for so long be a coward?
"Mm."
Chen Qing glanced at her and nodded briefly, acknowledging her with a simple sound, then continued to focus her attention on the seven locked chests.
These locks could be easily picked, and Chen Qing was quite looking forward to what she would find inside.
Little Wolf cubs found Chen Qing's response disconcerting, and she stood there, at a loss for what to do.
Three days ago, she had been nothing more than a lowly slave on Slave Island, but now...
She was still not accustomed to the change in her identity.
All her ferocity had been aimed at the scum on Slave Island and her own kind; facing someone like Chen Qing, she suddenly had the feeling of punching cotton.