A piercing pain suddenly spread throughout her body. Before Nán Wǎnyān could even react, someone slammed her head against the edge of the bathtub.,Looking at the dilapidated courtyard, completely uninhabitable, Nan Wanyin clenched her fists secretly.,A little girl of three or four years old stood outside the high wall of Yiwangfu, looking up at another little girl who was lying on her stomach at the top of the wall. She whispered, “Almost there! Little Baozi, come on!”。