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"The people in this village are so strange! The way they look at us is creepy..." Ah Mi rubbed the goosebumps on her arms and stuck closely behind Cao Xiaosha, refusing to leave his side.

"Xiao Yu, be careful and don’t wander around. Didn’t you notice? All the women are bound in tiny feet. And their faces are painted with all sorts of bizarre patterns. It’s terrifying. Why do I feel like this village resembles some kind of cult?..."

Ah Mi’s words made An Yiqing chuckle lightly, "Ah Mi, the patterns on those women’s faces probably aren’t painted."

"Not painted? Could they be carved instead?" Ah Mi raised her eyebrows.

An Yiqing nodded, "You’re right. Those patterns are likely carved into their faces—in other words, tattooed."

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"Tattooed?!" Ah Mi gasped audibly, then quickly covered her mouth. Her eyes widened in disbelief as she stared at An Yiqing. "Why would they tattoo those patterns on their faces? It must hurt so much! How can they face anyone looking like that?"

"It’s a custom among certain remote tribes in Xuanjin,"

An Yiqing sighed deeply, "I didn’t expect Dawang Mountain to also have women with facial tattoos."

An Yiqing, having lost her memory, couldn’t recall exactly when she’d encountered women like this before, but the image of tattooed faces had left a deep impression on her mind. According to tradition, once a woman reached a certain age, villagers would use steel needles and dyes to etch permanent scars onto her soft, smooth face. Without anesthesia or sanitation measures, these women endured excruciating pain, their anguished, heart-rending cries enough to send chills down anyone’s spine.

An Yiqing was no saint. She could only sigh at such practices. Feeling Gu Yelin’s hand tightly gripping hers, her heart warmed unexpectedly.