Nán Wǎnyān's memories intertwined with the pain, intensifying until it was almost unbearable. As her consciousness began to fade, she heard a man sneer and utter his final words: —,Nán Wǎn Yān had just been beaten by that abusive man and was bleeding, but she was fine. "I'm fine,",A little girl of three or four stood outside the high wall of Wing King's Palace, looking up at another little girl lying on top of the wall and whispering, "Almost there! Come on, Xiao Baozi!"。