Xuantian, "Hey, kid, are you getting carried away? Can't you name things properly? Just calling it as you see it?"
Why not, don't you think her face resembles a dumpling?
Xuantian, "..."
While they were resting, the sound of horseshoes suddenly approached, a group of people galloped along the mountain path from the eastern foothills of Peach Blossom Mountain. They dismounted outside the tavern and streamed in.
