Feng Tianyi and the little girl arrived at Yang Huan's guest house soaking wet. They were too late to avoid the heavy rainfall, but at least they were able to leave the woods safely.
The scowl on the young boy's face deepened. One thing he didn't like about his long hair was that it was hard to manage and maintain with all the tangles every time it got wet. Now, he would need to make sure he properly washed his hair and get himself dry.
The young devil decided that he would cut his long hair as soon as they went back to Beijing. Taking care of his long hair was really troublesome. If he hadn't made a bet with Song Fengyan, he wouldn't bother to do a thing as stupid as letting his hair grow out.
