"Xiumei, go find out to which village this mountain belongs," Wei Ruo instructed.
"Alright."
Xiumei trotted off toward where there were people. Most of those working in the nearby fields were locals. Asking them should get the answer Wei Ruo was seeking.
Soon, Xiumei returned and informed Wei Ruo that the mountain was named Xiaoyang Mountain and belongs to a nearby village called Yueying Village. Due to the severe terrain making the cost of terracing too high, the area had been left to go wild. The locals got their firewood from this mountain.
"Did you ask if they would be willing to sell?" Wei Ruo queried.
"Of course I did."
Having been by Wei Ruo's side for so many years, Xiumei knew her intentions well.
