"Legend?"
Mo Shu became quite interested, looking over curiously.
Yu Siqiao originally did not have much desire to speak, but now facing Mo Shu's intrigued gaze, the corners of his lips subtly lifted, a soft sweetness in his heart, he glanced at Mo Shu, with his eyes full of undisguised affection, he said, "Yes, a bit about their clan beliefs."
"Clan beliefs?"
Upon hearing these four words, everyone became even more interested.
The three words Southern Border Country, to the outside, always represented mystery and peculiarity.
Many people knew of the Southern Border Country, but very few people knew what kind of country it really was.
Their appearance was not much different from that of Moyan Country, but their clothing was extremely revealing.
Regardless of gender, summer or winter, they liked to expose their arms and thighs.
Due to constant exposure to the sun, the parts not covered by clothes were tanned very dark.
External understanding of them was limited to this.
