"It was that man who came to look for me."
"To save you, he made a promise to me," the Mountain Woman snorted coldly.
"Roger."
Uma spoke without surprise, "What conditions did he agree to with you?"
"That's something between your master and me, and it's none of your concern."
The Mountain Woman glanced at Uma with a hint of mockery, but her words inevitably led to speculation.
"Oh... I see, you repressed old woman, after so many years you couldn't take it anymore, could you?"
In the shadows, desires are more likely to grow, and Uma understood that feeling better than anyone.
The Mountain Woman's face changed, and as she just raised her hand, she heard Uma slowly say, "Indeed, your affairs are none of my business, but I believe there is one thing, one place that must be related to you."
"After spending so many years together, no one knows the scent on you better than I do."