An Xiaoning then strolled down the mountain slowly. A sudden thought crossed her mind — If he could make his way to this mountain, that means he must be living somewhere nearby.
It might not be Jin Qingyan either.
After all, he was not the only handsome man in this world.
However, An Xiaoning was full of hope after recalling the woman's description.
She wanted to see who he was with her very own eyes.
If he turned out to be someone else other than Jin Qingyan, she could then rest her mind and continue searching in other areas.
The sun was shining brightly onto the ground below, a stark contrast from the gloomy skies and raging storm in the morning.
An Xiaoning's legs were aching terribly by the time she arrived at the foot of the mountain.
She happened to chance upon an elderly man whom she then approached and asked, "Uncle, may I ask if there are lots of medicinal herbs on this mountain?"
