After days of travel, Shi Xiaole stopped at the foot of an extensive mountain.
The mountain was named Wanlin Mountain, and its area was more than twice the size of Mountain Luyan. It was said that there were many rare and precious herbs growing on the mountain, making it a favorite spot for doctors and herbal merchants in the nearby area.
At the foot of Wanlin Mountain was a village of moderate size, home to about a hundred people.
Shi Xiaole, leading his horse, after some questioning, stood in front of two rows of huts surrounded by a fence.
Inside the fence, a slender figure was working with her back to Shi Xiaole, seemingly tending to flowers.
"Who are you, and what are you doing here?"
Noticing movement behind her, she turned around. It was a young woman with delicate features, dressed in a simple skirt and hairpin.
"Miss, I am looking for Wu Taishan, the swordsman."
Shi Xiaole said with a smile.
"There's no Wu Taishan here, you've come to the wrong place."
