Her face bore wrinkles, but her skin was incredibly pale.
Her complexion was rosy and lustrous, and everything she wore displayed her wealth.
Yet as she walked, she murmured to herself, uncertain what she was saying.
Gu Wenjuan noticed she kept pacing around one spot as if she was speaking to someone, or perhaps just talking to herself.
Suddenly, the elderly lady seemed to notice her too, turned her head to say something to the air beside her, and then started walking towards Gu Wenjuan.
To be honest, Gu Wenjuan was somewhat afraid.
Especially now at dusk, with the wind howling, the combination of these elements and the strange old lady felt quite eerie.
Gu Wenjuan subconsciously thought to leave, then she heard the elderly woman say, "Little Mo Shu, Granny has found you a nice friend."
Mo Shu?
Gu Wenjuan turned her head, somewhat intrigued.
Was it Mo Shu, or some other homophonic character?
