The sun dipped low over the misty marshlands, casting golden hues across the cattails. Liễu Như Yên stood at the edge of a crocodile-infested river, her gold ponytail swaying gently in the breeze.
Liễu Như Yên: "No time for fear. The village needs medicine. You either cross with me now, or explain to the elders why you let children die."