The arrival of the man and his granddaughter added a touch of human presence to the dilapidated wooden cabin.
Ye Xuan sat by the fire, warming himself, with a faint smile lingering on his face.
Robert Cain closed the cabin door to prevent the snow from blowing in. After doing this, he sat next to Ye Xuan, extending his hands towards the fire just like Ye Xuan.
The weathered old man, with his thin and bony right hand, led the delicate-looking little girl, whose face was pale from the cold, to the fire.
"Stanna, come close to the fire." (in Lu language)
The weathered old man appeared frail, but his deep-set eyes were sharp and vigilant, like a knife, constantly alert.
The girl nodded silently, quietly squatting beside the old man, extending her tender hands towards the fire to warm herself.
Quickly, a touch of rosiness returned to the little girl's cheeks.
