"Li... Li Moying!" Huang Fuzhao couldn't help but cry out when he saw the person coming.
He had seen Li Moying's portrait before, and he recognized him at first sight.
Huang Shuangyu quickly pulled him, "Shh, shush!!"
It was only then that Huang Fuzhao came to his senses. He hurriedly lowered his head, hid behind the tree trunk, and looked towards the end of the forest path under the cover of the large leaves.
After looking at them for a while, he frowned, "What's going on? Didn't you say that Li Moying still brought his wife along? Why are there six men?"
Huang Shuangyu was also a little surprised, but after a little thought, she found the answer on her own.
