The White Tiger had suffered a loss at the hands of Dong Huiying days before, and likely driven by its vengeful nature, had been following her from afar, waiting for an opportunity to strike. Tonight, unable to contain itself any longer, it happened to see the little human girl lying on the ground, seemingly asleep, so it pounced out, not expecting that this woman who had been stealthily following the girl for days would suddenly spoil its plan. It flicked its large tail to the side, its tiger body agilely leaped, dodging the iron-tipped wooden arrow shot by the woman, and then let out a ’roar’, looking extremely fierce as it bared its fangs and grimaced at the woman. The woman’s mind tensed, she quickly drew three arrows from the quiver and notched them on the bowstring, and at the same time, the little person who had been curled up on the ground suddenly opened her eyes. With a slap, her small hand landed on the White Tiger’s head. The White Tiger was momentarily stunned, then turned its head to look at the little girl in confusion, and with a howl of both shock and fear, it reluctantly collapsed to the ground. Rising gracefully, Dong Huiying looked toward the woman who had rushed out from the bushes. "Were you the person from daylight?" This person was strong and sturdy, her face sunburnt to a dark shade from years of exposure, she appeared to be around thirty-eight or nine, or perhaps just over forty? There were faint crow’s feet at the corners of her eyes and some nasolabial folds near her lips. The look in the woman’s eyes was filled with hesitation, tinged with a sorrow as if her heart ached for her. The woman stowed her Longbow and arrows, squeezing out an unnatural smile on her face, she explained dryly, "I was just passing by, happened to be hunting in the mountains these days." "Passing by?" Dong Huiying frowned deeply, straightforward in her accusation, "If you were truly just passing by, why then were you lying in wait near me? What are you really after?" Even as she questioned, Dong Huiying understood that when the White Tiger had lunged at her earlier, the woman had shouted a warning and fired arrows, indicating that she bore no ill will toward her. With this thought, her expression softened, and the woman also heaved a heavy sigh of relief. "Baobao, what should we do with this beast? Skin it, dismantle its bones, eat its meat?" The woman quickly gestured with her hands, "I was wrong, it’s my fault, if you dislike it, I won’t call you that again." The woman was dumbfounded, gazing at Dong Huiying with eyes full of disbelief. "Could it be, could it be you don’t recognize me?" She was wide-eyed and incredulous, seemingly unable to accept the possibility. Dong Huiying pressed her temples, realizing that her headache had grown worse since she had seen this woman. "Who exactly are you?" Could it be that she was related to the original owner of her body? She called her Baobao, which meant she recognized her. "I, I..." The woman was at a loss for words, not knowing what to do, because it was all too incredible. Baobao, her own flesh and blood daughter! Years ago, Baobao was abducted by traffickers and had been missing for a whole decade. She had searched high and low to no avail. Until two years ago, when she sold the pelts of her game in town, Baobao recognized her. At that time, Baobao’s face was dark and covered with pockmarks, a far cry from the delicate and exquisitely carved little child she had been. It was hard to believe that the dark, coal-like little girl was her long-lost daughter. She had removed her clothing to show her the blue birthmark on her buttocks, perfectly round, something that couldn’t possibly be faked, and so the mother and daughter, separated for many years, were finally reunited.