Lu Wei opened his eyes.
His eyes were deeply sunken, gray in color. The long-term lack of nutrition had transformed his appearance somewhat, making him look like he was addicted to drugs, his features severely distorted.
It's hard to imagine the harrowing experience he had just been through.
Beside Lu Wei was a little girl around ten years old. She appeared somewhat frail, clutching the blanket tightly as if she was trapped in a nightmare of some kind, her nose twitching in a way that made one feel pity.
Lu Wei could never forget the condition they were in when they arrived at [Order]. His sister's thin little face was covered in dust, her eyelids swollen with dark circles, her tiny hands also scraped in many places, oozing a bit of blood, yet she didn't cry out in pain or hardship, only trembling with her frail shoulders, steadfastly following him.
"Everything will be fine."
