"What's more, what I'm about to say might sound rather bizarre, but I still hope you all can believe me." As Luo'er finished speaking, his face instantly turned serious. His tone caught everyone's attention, and they all stopped what they were doing to look at him unanimously.
"Sister Nightingale, I heard you come from the Ancient States, right?" Instead of explaining what they had experienced right away, Luo'er asked Nightingale.
"Yes, that's right. What of it?" Nightingale was still scanning through some documents, her eyelids lowered. But when she heard Luo'er's question, she looked up.
"Have you heard of the Cunning Speech Forest near Nailin Town?" Luo'er asked, furrowing his brow.
"Never heard of it. Probably just a place cooked up by wandering poets", Nightingale retorted, and went back to reading.
