Jian Qingqing was puzzled for a moment. At this time, she found that although the young man in front of her had a dirty face and was beaten black and blue, his facial features could be faintly seen. His eyes were not brown and black, which were common in the Central Plains, but had a faint blue color.
Even if he spoke the official language of the Great Wei Kingdom, one could hear a trace of a foreign accent in his words if one listened carefully.
This was not right.
Jian Qingqing asked seriously, "Where do you live? Tell me the truth!"
The teenager secretly glanced at Jian Qingqing. He knew that he could not hide it from her, so he said honestly, "I'm from Mo Lan."
Jian Qingqing frowned. She had heard of Mo Lan before. In fact, Mo Lan had been quite famous recently.
