"Fendona!"
Lin Mo's voice came from beyond the crowd.
Fendona turned her head and immediately spotted Lin Mo striding toward her from behind the crowd.
Her eyes lit up, as though tiny stars were dancing in her emerald-green eyes.
She smiled politely at the tourists surrounding her and said in less-than-fluent Great Xia speech, "Thank, you, every, one."
Then she jogged through the crowd to Lin Mo.
"Lin Mo, what brings you here?"
She tilted her head up slightly to look at him, her tone cheerful.
Looking at the smile on her face, Lin Mo felt the taut string inside him loosen a little.
He glanced around. There were too many tourists; this was no place to talk.
"I need to talk to you about something important." Lin Mo lowered his voice, his expression serious.
"We can't talk here. Is there somewhere quiet?"
At this, the radiant smile on Fendona's face faltered slightly.
She had known Lin Mo for quite some time. From the look of him, had something serious happened?
"Come with me."
Fendona asked no further questions. She turned and led Lin Mo down a secluded path, heading straight to a wooden cabin in a corner of the park.
The cabin was small, reserved as a place for the Elf staff to rest.
They pushed the door open and went inside. The furnishings were simple: a woven vine table, a few wooden chairs, and a pot of glowing mushrooms on the windowsill.
Fendona closed the door. Sunlight streamed through the latticed wooden window, casting crisscrossing light and shadows across the floor.
She turned around, her emerald-green eyes fixed on Lin Mo.
"What's wrong?"
Her voice softened, with clear concern in her tone.
She rarely saw Lin Mo this serious, this grave...
Lin Mo got straight to the point: