In the medicinal garden, the afternoon sunlight filtered through the leaves, casting dappled shadows.
From afar, Zhiwei saw her master's figure.
Before her master approached, the elder girl softly asked:
"Sister Qiuyun, why are you looking for Master? Is it... something dangerous?"
Li Qiuyun showed a trace of hesitation, for this mission was perilous, and letting the two children know would surely make them worry.
She pondered for a moment, then lowered her voice to half-truthfully explain, "Your master... he's just a worrywart. Besides the medicinal garden, he has some personal matters elsewhere, but he'll be back in a day or two."
Saying this, to prevent Zhiwei from questioning further.
Li Qiuyun immediately pulled the black cloth tight over her eyes, and pretended to fiercefully spread her arms: "Alright, alright, enough about that! Let's keep playing! This time I will definitely catch you!"
"Come on, come on!"
