"Very good." Leng Ruoxue was very satisfied with their answer.
"Quill, send her to Lunar Capital!" Leng Ruoxue summoned Quill.
"Yes, Master." Quill threw Cong Min roughly onto his back and flew toward Lunar Capital.
"Miss, don't be angry with that kind of person," Feng Da comforted. The young lady was the god in their hearts. How could that kind of woman be so delusional as to compare herself with the young lady? She was really overestimating herself.
"How am I angry?" Leng Ruoxue asked.
"Uh… Miss isn't angry!" Feng Da quickly corrected himself.
"Xue'er, there's a city after crossing this mountain," Leng Qingtian said. As a general of a country, he was very familiar with the topography of the various countries. Although this Thousand Cry Mountain wasn't easy to navigate through, dangers also meant opportunities.
