The path up the mountain had steps, hidden among the lush green trees.
As Lu Jingzhi hopped up the steps, she said in surprise, "So it's not a natural mountain after all. I was wondering if it would be more delightful than the green hills behind Lake West Village."
Jiang Wunian looked around, confirmed that no one was nearby, and quickly said, "Given the lady's identity, there's no way she could go to a natural mountain."
This was indeed true.
The comment only explained Lu Jingzhi's doubts, but an hour later—
"This is private property, so please leave," said a man.
The girls: "..."
So, did their mother really ask them to come dig something up on someone else's mountain? Was she serious?
The servant was tall and sturdy.
But he was also quite kind.
Seeing that the girls had no servants behind them, he probably thought they were stray young ladies from somewhere, and kindly asked if they needed help to get home.
Lu Jingzhi shook her head.
