"Brother and Sister aren't back yet?"
Yan Xiyun hid behind the door and asked the Eighth Prince.
The Eighth Prince took a plate of peanuts from the side and placed them near the door.
Then, he continued cleaning.
"No, it's been more than ten years. I don't know if they're ever coming back," said the Eighth Prince.
Speaking of which, the Eighth Prince was rather curious.
"Haven't you always been lost? Why do I feel like you can come to the inn often?"
The Earth qilin race, Yan Xiyun, couldn't even leave Kunlun, but she could accurately find the inn.
She would even pass by twice a month.
Every time, she would ask for peanuts.
"Because in the eyes of the earth, the inn is like a ray of light, especially bright. I am able to follow the light and come over." Yan Xiyun began to pack the peanuts. These were the rations for the next week.
Although she might not be able to find the way, she needed to be prepared.
