"Miss Lin, are you heading to the Southern border next?"
The Wind and Moon Pavilion Master's eyes flashed as she personally picked up the teapot and poured tea, placing the teacup in front of Lin Qingluo.
"Yes."
Lin Qingluo didn't hide anything, took a sip of the tea, and smiled faintly, "Does the Pavilion Master have important matters to discuss in this meeting?"
"Sigh."
The Wind and Moon Pavilion Master's eyes moved and she sighed softly, "I've been worrying a lot these days for Miss Lin's sake."
"What do you mean by that, Pavilion Master?"
Lin Qingluo's eyebrows furrowed slightly, a cold light flashing in her eyes.
"Isn't it because of those foolish Barbarian Tribe fellows?"