"Haha, Ice Mountain, watch my Heavenly Dragon Drill! Swoosh swoosh swoosh!" The Little Shen Dragon twisted its body, spun wildly, transformed into a whirlwind, burrowed inside, and made a funny face at Otter Kai.
"It's alive again..."
The bat wiped away sweat, stuck out its tongue, spread out its limbs, and sat down on the Ice Mountain.
"It's really strange, are all the people here actually sporting short hair?" Long Li looked around.
"They cut their hair short, tattoo their bodies, are adept with water, and are warlike, preferring to travel by boat - such are the customs of the Southern Frontier." Liang Qu surveyed his surroundings, "Nanhai County borders the Southern Frontier, naturally influenced by its customs."
In the Central Plains, short hair and tattoos are somewhat punitive; however, near the Southern Frontier, it is routine.
When everyone does it, there's no special shame, and gradually it becomes a habit.
"Why do they have such customs?" Long Li asked curiously.
