Ming Lan pointed at the river not far away. The river was indeed very clear, with a jade-green hue reflecting the mountain forest.
The mountain stream meandered like a dragon, majestic and imposing.
Along the way, Ming Lan introduced things to Mo Yuxin, who listened and watched attentively, a slight curve always at the corner of her mouth.
"Yuxin, what herbs do we need? The nearby mountains aren't very high, so there might not be many herbs. I'll take you to a mountain in the neighboring village; there might be a lot more of the herbs you need there."
"Okay."
Ming Lan happily led Mo Yuxin towards the distance.
Although they said it was a neighboring village, it was only about a ten-minute walk.
