Indeed, one mustn't underestimate the daughters of wealthy magnates.
Jiutiao Meijie also had to be careful; lately, the situation had worsened significantly, and he had almost forgotten the episode at Ochazuke.
Treading on cobblestones, they made their way up along the stream and came upon a small cascade of water, flowing at the modest rate of a bucket tipping over, but its name was grand: Bamboo Shoot Waterfall.
From the nearby shrine, they could faintly hear something akin to chanting.
This path was challenging, especially for the city girls, who moved with utmost caution, as if between two rocks lay an invisible chasm.
Dubian Che, however, moved with ease, hopping from one stone to another and occasionally bending down to turn over stones in the stream, checking if fish or crabs were hiding beneath.
"I can't go on, let's rest a bit!" Ichiki Aoi called out.
Dubian Che turned his head and saw her lagging far behind, the others also looking too exhausted to move on.
