With her interruption, those slender, jade-like hands gracefully stretched out, gathering her companion's small hand, and the atmosphere in the tavern suddenly relaxed. Qiu Niang didn't realize she had narrowly escaped disaster but instinctively sighed with relief.
The couple in front of her were also observing Qiu Niang. Though she was around eighteen or nineteen, the heavy cotton jacket couldn't hide her slim figure. She was obviously a mountain girl, yet her sharp chin and fair complexion naturally evoked goodwill.
"Ah, what a pity." The White Robed Girl gave Qiu Niang a compassionate look, "Do you have any matters that need our rescue?"
