Was she threatened by a brat just now?
Shame! Shame!
On the way back to the Cheng family, Su Xiaoxiao drew the man's hand. This was the only characteristic that could prove the man's identity.
Mei Ji looked at it. "Wow, was this injured by a scimitar? What a strange wound."
Su Xiaoxiao said, "It's indeed strange, but it's precisely because it's strange that those who have seen it must have a deep impression of it. Give it to your Master and Wei Ting later."
Mei Ji nodded. "Got it."
After she put away the drawing paper, Su Xiaoxiao lifted the curtain and said to the coachman, "I want to buy some snacks. Find the best shop."
The coachman pointed perfunctorily at a shop by the road. "The snacks there are not bad."
