Qiao Xiaomai was equally excited; she climbed onto the carriage and urged Tong Sanlang to hurry back.
Traveling on the familiar country path, Tong Sanlang's voice grew louder—after all, it was night, and aside from them, there wasn't a soul in sight.
"Shall we go see Master first?" Qiao Xiaomai had taken the opportunity to quietly pass the letter and small bottle to Tong Tiehu while cooking.
Then, he took the chance while going to the restroom to hand over the letter and small bottle to Deng Chun.
According to Tong Tiehu's original plan, he wanted Deng Chun to put the letter and small bottle into a bag, then shoot the bag to the entrance of the secret tunnel with an arrow.
It was dark all around, and Deng Chun, with his excellent Kung Fu and familiarity with the terrain, would have no issue slipping away unnoticed.
So, earlier, Tong Sanlang and Qiao Xiaomai had been waiting for Deng Chun to shoot over an arrow bearing life-saving news for Yang Wenxiao.
