"Is there something you need?" Su Zhiruan asked, holding a basket and looking at the two aunties with confusion.
The Sishi Mountain range was vast, stretching indefinitely and crossing at least eight different countries, with those countries using Sishi Mountain as a border.
Generally speaking, few civilians lived at the foot of Sishi Mountain, as no one knew if there were dangers lurking on the mountain or if other countries might suddenly wage war.
"Our young master has sent us to find young women. If you're willing, we could bring you to meet him. If chosen, you'll get to enjoy all the finest foods and drinks!" the auntie on the left explained excitedly.
Su Zhiruan frowned and then shook her head, "Look for someone else. I already have a child and am a mother. You've got the wrong person."
The other auntie didn't know what to say but attempted to grab Su Zhiruan, who deftly avoided her.
