"Is... is it Sister Zhiwei?!"
Zhiwei froze, staring at the lively stranger before her, puzzled as to why this girl knew her.
The girl, however, immediately put down her bamboo basket, took Zhiwei's hand, and smiled brightly:
"It's really you! Sister Zhiwei, I am Xiaoli! Last time, when I was with Miss at Yunxi District, I saw you with your master. How did you end up here alone? This place is quite secluded; come with me, Miss will be so glad to see you!"
Xiaoli?
Aunt Mao's maid?
Zhiwei remembered that back in Yunxi District, there were indeed a few maids behind Aunt Mao.
And since Divine Mist Valley is quite small, bumping into Aunt Mao's maid here makes sense.
"Well... Sister Xiaoli, I just went out for a walk and unconsciously wandered here," Zhiwei whispered.
"Oh dear, the mist in this valley can lead you astray. Come, come, follow me."
Xiaoli, without giving her a chance to refuse, grabbed Zhiwei's hand and led her back while chatting away,
