Nan Feng was about to take a closer look at those waist tokens when, unexpectedly, she heard an angry shout coming from the doorway, "￥%...&*!"
This was gibberish, truly nonsensical, but by the tone, Nan Feng knew he was asking, "Who are you, and what are you doing here?"
Immediately, Nan Feng shoved one of the waist tokens into her belt and turned to jump out the window.
She had thought that Liang Shuang should be outside to meet her; however, when Nan Feng leapt out, he was nowhere to be seen.
He must have taken the chance to slip away again.
Nan Feng ran toward her horse. It was pitch-black outside, snow was still falling from the sky, and in the absence of anything like street lamps, all she could barely see was the mare before her through the reflection of the snow on the ground, and she jumped onto it.
