On the very first day after transmigrating, Xiao Hua watched bandits slaughter her entire village.
As her parents lay dying, they pressed a letter of introduction into her hands: “Baiyun Sect provides room and board, plus five kinds of insurance and a housing fund!”
She fled through the night and finally reached the mountain gate.
A guard gave her a sidelong glance. “Another one here to scavenge for trash?”
Xiao Hua held up the bloodstained letter. “I got in through connections.”
The guard sneered. “Connections? You think Baiyun Sect is a recycling center?”
She tore the letter to pieces. “Now you won't even have any trash to scavenge.”
