Carian's eyes sparkled with a glimmer of hope, as if she saw salvation, but they dimmed again due to real-world concerns.
"But... I heard that the Dwarves are on the east side of the Twilight Province, near Brass Pass, which is too far from us."
Luo Yan had anticipated her saying this, but did not see it as a problem at all.
After all, there aren't only Dwarves with braids in this world; there is also a group of bald Dwarves at the not-so-distant Catastrophe Castle.
"There are Dwarves at Shattered Rock Peak too. I saw on the map that it's not far from your place, and a tributary of the Rushing River connects to it."
"Shattered Rock Peak? I heard from the locals that there's bald Dwarves there..." Carian whispered, "Those are the Hell Dwarves, right?"
"That's just a misconception," Luo Yan said with a straight face, "How many Dwarves have the locals seen? What do they know!"
What's wrong with being bald?
At worst, they can go buy wigs at the Great Graveyard!
