Unlucky
As Han Xing walked up the mountain along his usual route, he heard a melodious voice behind him. "Hey, do you know how to get to the mountain?"
He turned his head and saw a beautiful girl standing before him. Her jet-black hair was tied up in a ponytail, giving her a mix of sophistication and a hint of playfulness. She had a small backpack on her back, resembling a tourist.
The girl seemed momentarily surprised upon seeing Han Xing, but quickly asked, "Are you a local villager here? Is this the path to go up the mountain?"
Recalling Zhou Shengwu's advice, Han Xing replied, "You are not from around here, right? I suggest you not wander on Black Mountain and go back down."
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the girl's discontented voice. She stomped her foot and exclaimed, "Who do you think you are to interfere with my business? Just tell me, is this the path to go up the mountain?!"
