In a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters, the mountain ranges were as thick as peaks, stretching across the world.
The distant mountains were lush, and the flowers and trees were in full bloom.
Up close, there was a river flowing through the mountains. The rapid river converged into a lake, like a mirror reflecting the sky.
Hua Xiangrong and Li Qingshan strolled by the lake and chatted.
Hua Xiangrong now had a calm mindset, without the worry and nervousness from before.
When Li Qingshan revealed the secret that only the two sisters knew, Hua Xiangrong completely believed Li Qingshan.
When the sisters had each given their own tattoos, they had agreed that the person who knew this secret would be the person closest to them.
