"It's none of your business." Xiao Yuchuan showed no appreciation.
The woman's face remained smiling, looking very amiable, "I'm Ke Yina. I initially saw the wheel of the young Master's carriage stuck in a pit and wanted to find villagers to help. If the young Master is unwilling, then so be it. I see the sky is getting dark, and a storm is about to hit. If the young Master doesn't mind, you can take shelter at my house."
Xiao Yuchuan had no goodwill towards such proactive women, his brow furrowed slightly.
Ke Yina seemed to see through his thoughts, "Young Master is a Han, perhaps unfamiliar with our Miao women. The women in our tribe are very enthusiastic, and the people are hospitable as well. Seeing that the young Master traveled a long journey, Yina only wanted to treat the faraway guest well."
"No need." He refused coldly.
