Alongside it were several plates of snacks that looked handmade rather than purchased from outside.
Shen Xing placed everything on the table.
"Please help yourselves."
Su Mo didn't stand on ceremony. He picked up a teacup and took a sip.
The warm tea washed away some of the lingering chill from the Frostspine Mountains.
Then Shen Xing suddenly sighed.
"You two really chose the worst possible time to visit the sect."
Su Mo paused midway through reaching for a snack.
"Is it because of the Pishachas?"
Shen Xing looked surprised, "You encountered them?"
"We did."
Yang Qingxi answered calmly.
Shen Xing immediately understood why Elder Song had personally gone to receive them.
Under the current circumstances, letting outsiders wander through the mountains alone was indeed dangerous.
She rubbed her forehead helplessly.
"Then you already know part of the problem."
Normally, her mood would've improved after having guests. As they could chat with her to relieve her boredom.
