"Isn't bamboo a plant? Doesn't it eat vegetables?"

"No, meat is more nutritious. Plants are so pitiful, they grow up so hard without making a sound. How can we eat vegetables?" Yin Zhu didn't think there was anything wrong with her logic at all.

This sentence immediately entangled the woman in white.

After all, demons are not whole humans; many are products of resentment, and their minds are more or less flawed. The woman in white was stunned for several minutes without figuring it out, so she could only change the subject: "You can call me Snow White. I am a resident of this snowfield, and I rarely see anyone come here."

"I'm also very happy to have met such a beautiful lady~"

When Yin Zhu has designs on someone, her words immediately become sweet, and she always appears to be completely sincere, the kind of sincerity that even Hirano San's mind-reading ability can't detect.

If you want to fool others, you have to brainwash yourself first!

In this respect, Yin Zhu has always done a good job. When Hirano San was wary of everyone, she stumbled upon Yin Zhu's warm heart. Although she didn't know why Yin Zhu was so affectionate towards her, Hirano San trusted her talent—mind reading couldn't be faked.

The woman in white, who called herself Snow White, gently pinched Yin Zhu's cheek. Instantly, a cold sensation made Yin Zhu shiver.

Snow White smiled mischievously: "Your skin is so good, what cosmetics do you use? It's been peaceful outside for so long, has things developed quite well?"

This time, it was Yin Zhu's turn to have her brain freeze.

What's wrong with these Japanese enchantresses? They're all asking me, a "middle school student," about makeup.

Although Yin Zhu had long heard of the four great evil arts of the Eastern Continent, among which the makeup magic of the Sakura Kingdom was even more amazing, it was said that many wives would not remove their makeup for a day unless they were sleeping after marriage, but... were they worrying too early?

After a few seconds of silence, Yin Zhu asked tentatively, "Sister Bai Xue, how old were you when you started wearing makeup?"

"Me? Our village is quite remote, resources are scarce, and we arrive late." Bai Xueji didn't answer directly, but instead, as if afraid that Yin Zhu would look down on her, she laid out a long preamble, making Yin Zhu almost say, "Me too."

“So,” Snow White said, “I started wearing makeup when I was eleven years old.”