Yan Jiu had no intention of changing his outfit. He shoved Joshua aside without a trace of gentleness. At first glance, he had the air of an ordinary person. Unless someone met his eyes, they would never notice their striking shape, much less the edge and sharpness the young man concealed beneath his unassuming exterior.
Ye Chuqi sighed. They had all grown up!
As for their identities, Ye Chuqi thought that would be easy to solve. Making things up was her specialty.
With San San's help, Ye Chuqi found a stretch of mountains that looked ethereal and untouched by human feet. The terrain was complicated enough that few people could venture deep into it, but villages dotted the land below, and the area was fairly populous. There was bound to be no shortage of tales and legends about those mountains.
Ye Chuqi led Yan Jiu and Joshua down from the mountains, bringing along a hunter they had rescued on the way. He lived in one of the villages, and with him, the three of them appeared before everyone.
Their story was simple: they were siblings, all adopted by the same reclusive master, and had lived in the mountains ever since. Now that their guardian had passed away, the three had come down to see the world and find reliable work to support themselves.
Life in the mountains had left them out of touch with the world, so they asked the hunter plenty of questions.
Because they had saved his life, the hunter told them everything he knew. His knowledge was limited, though, so he could not tell Ye Chuqi much. Instead, she learned about how ordinary people lived here. It was much the same as on Raila Continent. They rose with the sun and rested when it set. Besides
farming,