On the way to Maiji Mountain, Chu Qingzhi suddenly heard the sound of a spiritual whistle being blown. She immediately told Tang Jinghong, "There's news from Tong Yujie."
When Tang Jinghong heard this, he heaved a sigh of relief. "Qingzhi, I have something to ask of you."
Chu Qingzhi blinked. "What is it?"
Tang Jinghong looked down at Chu Qingzhi, his eyes filled with reluctance. "There aren't enough people here. Can you help me transport the grains to Maiji Mountain? I'll go to Tong Yujie's place to take a look."
"Of course." Chu Qingzhi agreed without hesitation. "I promise to complete the mission!"
Tang Jinghong went forward and hugged Chu Qingzhi. His heart ached and he felt apologetic. "Qingzhi, it's been hard on you."
Chu Qingzhi patted Tang Jinghong's back gently and said with a smile, "Go quickly. It's just a small matter."
Tang Jinghong let go of Chu Qingzhi. "Then I'm leaving."
Chu Qingzhi nodded. "Go."
