Lu Zheng Yang was waiting outside when Yu Feng walked out of the tea house through the back door. Noticing his expectant gaze, Yu Feng hesitated for a few seconds before she walked over to that man.
"Xiao Feng, are you sure you wanted to go?" Lu Zheng Yang asked the moment she walked closer.
Among the people that were assigned to send out the letters, Yu Feng was the only female. Of course, Lu Zheng Yang was worried to let her leave. Last night, he had told her what he felt. If something happened to her during this trip, Lu Zheng Yang would be at loss.
"It's fine." Yu Feng flashed a smile. "Brother Zheng Yang, don't worry too much. It's not like I have never made a trip out of Jing City before."
