Li Xian helped Wen Caishang sit upright, her legs crossed and hands placed on her knees, sitting with a dignified posture and an extraordinary grace. Wen Caishang's long hair fell to her waist, carefully braided and adorned with silver ornaments and flower pins, adding a touch of elegance and charm. Despite the numerous fierce battles, though her body bore injuries, her hair and makeup remained intact. Only the part near the skin, moistened by sweat, clung slightly to her skin, giving off a sense of haste and tiredness.
Unrolling a map in front of him, Li Xian said solemnly, "I entered the city early in the morning to purchase a map. Around here, there is only one county, inferior even to Qingning County."
"The bookstore's map was crude and useless, a waste of a few taels of silver. It made my heart ache, but fortunately, I encountered a disciple of the Sword Rain Tower. I followed him secretly, waiting for a chance to steal it and got hold of his map. Please take a look, madam."
