"Alright."
Wang Meng's eyes flickered, roughly guessing her thoughts. He hesitated to follow, swallowing the words he was about to say.
His current skills were still shallow, somewhat capable of dealing with others, but against vicious and desperate outlaws, he could only go on the defensive.
"Shitou, Niuniu, you two come with me. There are guest rooms in the front yard. Do you want one room or separate rooms?"
With that in mind, he maintained his composure and called for the brother and sister to leave the living room.
"Yin'er, tell me the location."
Su Qingluo watched them leave, disappearing with the speed of a swift stream, merging into the thick darkness of the night.
"A hundred meters away from Su House, in the southeast direction, under the first bridge hole of the Weishui River tributary."
Little Kingfisher's excited voice came right away.
"On my way."
A hundred meters, just a blink of an eye.
