Outside the bamboo hut, Baiyu started chatting with Xiaoqing after she stopped playing the zither.
Although Xiaoqing appeared a bit quiet.
She was still quite talkative.
Baiyu quickly learned from her that she had followed her master to the mountains from a young age and had been diligently studying there, rarely going down.
"Are you familiar with the affairs of the mainland?"
Baiyu asked.
The other person nodded: "I know about the situation on the mainland, but without strength, it's impossible to contribute anything to the current situation."
Xiaoqing's parents also died during the demon invasion, and her hatred for the demons was as great as anyone's.
However, she clearly understood that only on this mountain could she learn enough skills.
"That's right, does your master always like this style of architecture?" Baiyu began to inquire about Xiaoqing's master.
Such a quaint and classical style.
Baiyu rarely saw it on the mainland.
