"I know martial arts, I should." Aware of what Qiao Xiaomai meant, Tong Sanlang patted her hand gently with a smile.
"But you're just seventeen."
"The calculations here are different from yours. Many people at seventeen are already married and have children, shouldering the family's responsibilities." Tong Sanlang held her hand and said with a smile, "I'm happy about it."
He was more than willing to contribute to his family.
And he didn't feel tired at all.
Yet Qiao Xiaomai's concern for him was very touching.
"Idiot." Qiao Xiaomai stared at his smiling face and murmured softly.
"I don't mind being an idiot."
Qiao Xiaomai rolled her eyes, "Fine, fine, go and sleep. We have to go to town tomorrow."
If they were to investigate Tingfeng Pavilion, they had to make it look authentic by visiting the County Town.
To make it more convincing, they could even take a trip to the Prefecture City.
