The farther Hou Niao walked, the more surprised he became. The people going in and out of these felt tents were all children, with few adults among them; of the few adults, he noticed quite a number whose clothes were those of the grasslands, but whose behavior, manners, and speech were those of the continent's central plains.
From some tents came the faint, clear voices of children stumbling over their lessons, along with the aroma of food...
When he fully extended his divine sense, he began to have an inkling of what was going on.
Dong Fangfei led him to a felt tent that was not particularly large, but was exceptionally snug and sturdy. "This is my home here. Stay here for the time being. If you need anything, just ask. I can probably accommodate you."
Hou Niao reached out and teasingly lifted her chin. "The long nights make sleep elusive. Tonight, I'll need the most beautiful girl in Kangba Left Banner to keep me company..."
The woman turned lightly, leaving a fragrant breeze lingering around his nose as she spun out of the tent. "Consider it arranged!"
The furnishings inside made it immediately apparent that this was a woman's boudoir, with sensual charm everywhere. Unlike Bai Qingqian's restraint, Dong Fangfei openly displayed the inclinations of her tradition. She was certainly straightforward.
He paid little attention to the furnishings. Such things were unimportant to a cultivator. Leaving the tent, he entered the camp and mingled with the crowd; for someone who had always prided himself on staying close to everyday life, this was hardly difficult.
With his abilities, certain things soon became readily apparent. Though he still did not know the secrets behind it all, he had at least figured out what lay on the surface.
He wandered aimlessly around