With such a person following behind them, no matter how one looked at it, it was inevitable that they would feel unhappy.
However, it was not easy to shake him off.
No matter how Su Mo and Yang Xiaoyun disguised themselves or hid themselves, this person always seemed to find them like a cat smelling fish.
While it was annoying, there was no immediate solution.
After all, whether it was Su Mo or Yang Xiaoyun, they could be ruthless towards villains.
However, facing someone who didn't fight back, didn't argue back, and just wanted to borrow a sword, it was not easy to just slap him to death, right?
After a few days of stalemate, on this night, Su Mo and Yang Xiaoyun, due to a small incident on the road, were delayed and missed finding lodging for the night.
They had to camp by the mountain road.
By the campfire, the two sat facing each other, gazing into the deep night. Yang Xiaoyun spoke softly:
