"Let's go, Ximu," a black steel-colored large carriage stopped by the roadside, its occupants calling out to a companion still in the distance.
It had been a week since their arrival at the Withered Tree Garden, and it was time for them to leave.
"Wait a moment, I'll bring this over," Ximu responded from a distance, then quickly exchanged a few words with a masked tree artisan by his side, before hurrying over with a wooden box in his arms.
"Are you in love or something? You've been with that young tree artisan every day." His companions teased him from the carriage and inquired about the young tree artisan's identity.
"Her name is Hasna, she just became a tree artisan not long ago. She has beautiful black hair and bright deep purple eyes, just like gemstones." Ximu waved goodbye to the girl in the distance with a sense of reluctance.
"Have you seen what she looks like? The tree artisans here all wear veils and dress quite conservatively."