In the room next door.
"Sister Yingchun, how did you end up on the flower boat?" Du Juan had wanted to ask this question on the boat earlier, and now seeing that Yingchun had stopped crying, she finally spoke up, "And how did your face get so severely injured?"
Yingchun took a deep breath and touched her face: "I did it to myself."
"Why?" Du Juan was incredulous.
"In my family's generation, I am the only girl, so, naturally, the responsibility of guarding our ancestors' oath fell upon me…" Yingchun forced a smile, "Originally, life was quite peaceful, but later, someone found out about my family's secret, and people came for us… My father hid me in a secret room and that's how I escaped disaster, but the rest of my family, over thirty people, were all killed…" Tears started to fall again as she spoke.
Du Juan reached out to hold her hand, empathizing deeply since her own family was mostly gone too.
