Bai Qingyan changed into a new outfit, covering her mourning clothes with a fox fur cloak, bringing only Chun Tao with her, and no guards.
"Mr. Qin..." she lightly bowed to Qin Shangzhi.
Qin Shangzhi promptly performed a long bow: "Miss Bai."
"Since you are leaving, Mr. Qin, I dare not retain you. I came simply to see you off." She took the gray bundle from Chun Tao's hands and handed it to Qin Shangzhi. "A fine horse, a fox fur cloak, and a dagger for self-defense. I wish you a smooth journey and great success."
Qin Shangzhi felt deeply moved, his lips quivered. Seeing the elegant, noble, yet gentle woman before him, he smiled and accepted Bai Qingyan's goodwill. "Thank you, Miss Bai."
"You are too polite, Mr. Qin."
Qin Shangzhi clutched the bundle and, with a soft laugh, looked up. "To be honest, Miss Bai, during my recovery at the Bai Mansion, I witnessed your unparalleled wisdom and broad vision. I have often thought of staying to offer my help."
