"I'm Sunny Skolin."

"Tang Qiqi."

"Yumu Ying."

However, such combinations of names and categories are still very rare in the wizarding world.

"You're from ......?" March wondered who they were.

"Collenspie!" Vivi immediately answered his question, this virtual information is really useful, because anyone who has heard it will believe that it is really the world of the Corensbia Superpower that almost no one understands.

Naturally, they were fooled.

"That's right," March nodded, and believed it.

Soon, the crowd passed through the bazaar and came to a quieter uphill road.

Here, you can see many large and small bamboo houses built on the hillside.

In the mountains, the dense jungle also hides a lot of buildings, and this is probably where the civilians live.

People back and forth are still discussing, and even some people who were originally at home are curiously poking their heads out of the window and looking at these newcomers curiously.

"That's it."

Coming to a hillside bend, the road is flat again.

As far as the eye can see, large areas of trees stand on both sides of the road, forming a very beautiful forest path, through the refraction of the sun, sprinkling soft light.

It was very quiet, a comforting silence, and Uncle March stopped in front of a fenced door.

Everyone looked at the wooden building built on the upper hillside in amazement, which could be regarded as a mansion in a bamboo house compared to the hut where the Yamin lived.

Outside the house, flowers were planted all over the ground, and an old man was carefully watering.

Seeing Mr. March coming back with everyone, he immediately put down his work and greeted him with a smile, "Sir, you are back." ”

"Everyone, please." March politely pointed to his mansion and led the group inside.

The last two henchmen closed the garden fence.

Just as everyone was about to enter the house...

- Knock knock.

There was a rush of running from inside the house, and the wooden door slammed open with a 'bang'.

March's face changed suddenly, and everyone's attention was involuntarily focused on the man who came out of the house.

"How's that?! Brought it back—did it? ”

The boy was still in joy, but when his gaze suddenly swept to the people in the garden, he unconsciously filled his tone.

His brilliant pale blonde hair, which met the sudden flash of golden streamer pupils, was full of surprise.

"Everyone, please come with me."

The door opened again, and a smiling woman appeared beside the boy, before she glanced at the blonde boy with displeasure.

With doubtful thoughts, the people followed them into the house.

The first to arrive is the main corridor in the house, which stretches like a labyrinth.

Since the house is made of a combination of wood and bamboo, there is always a faint smell of bamboo in the air.

"You're so rude!"

In the quiet atmosphere, only the footsteps of the crowd could be heard, and then inadvertently, Mr. March was heard reprimanding the boy in a low voice.

The boy blushed and curled around the back of his head: "I'll pay attention next time." ”

"Here, please."

After many bends, the woman finally stopped in front of a room.

Gently pushing open the sliding door, everyone is greeted by an extremely simple but very clean room, the floor is covered with bamboo mats, and in the center is a low table with a tea set.

There are some hanging decorations and paintings on the walls, and there is a cabinet and some items in the corner.

By daylight, the room is open to the outside world, and there is a small garden outside, where you can easily witness the wonders of the mountains and forests, making the whole atmosphere quiet and beautiful.