Si Yan bustled back and forth, and many of the White Eagles in White Eagle City indulged her busyness. When they could help, they would lend a hand.
Si Yan gathered quite a few vine strips and, after pondering for a moment, began to weave.
After finishing his tasks, Little Tai Seng ran to Si Yan's side and asked, "Si Yan, what are we doing now?"
As she wove a basket, Si Yan said, "If a plague is coming, we'll need a lot of medicinal herbs. Once I finish weaving this, let's go up the mountain to gather them."
Little Yin Hong said in surprise, "You know about medicinal herbs? Those are things only Witch Doctors know!"
His own mother is a Witch Doctor, Yin Hong thought. Is Si Yan like his mother?
Si Yan nodded. "Bai Feng taught me a little."
Yin Hong said in amazement, "The High Priest knows about this too?"
Tai Seng was even more surprised. "But Si Yan, you're only six years old! How did you learn so much?"
Si Yan didn't reply.
