That had probably been a cellar used by farmers to store grain. It was several fathoms deep, and Ban Ci had already opened it. Lu Ye walked to its entrance and peered down, immediately seeing a dirty little face.
The little girl looked only seven or eight years old. No one knew how long she had hidden here. Her face was waxy yellow, and she was clearly malnourished from recent days. If this place had not originally stored food, she would likely have starved to death long ago.
In the dim surroundings, only her eyes still held some brightness.
The little girl was curled up at the bottom of the cellar, looking up at Lu Ye with a guarded posture, like a little beast that had been provoked.
Ban Ci came to Lu Ye's side and looked down. "I wanted to bring her up, but she refused and even punched and kicked me. I was afraid of hurting her, so I didn't use force."
If not for such concerns, how could Ban Ci have been at a loss against an ordinary little girl with no cultivation? But if Ban Ci had truly resorted to force, the girl would not have been able to resist.
After thinking for a moment, Lu Ye leaped into the cellar.
The instant he landed, the little girl pounced on him like a madwoman. Just as Ban Ci had said, she rained punches and kicks upon him.
Lu Ye silently endured it and raised a hand toward the girl's head.
Unexpectedly, she suddenly grabbed his hand and opened her mouth to bite it.
Lu Ye did not dodge. He let her bite down on his hand and did not even circulate any power to protect himself.
The little girl bit his hand, glaring fiercely at him