"Hmm."
Muniang felt that as long as she had Yu Ze's promise, it seemed there was nothing she couldn't trust; without realizing it, she had already started to place her sense of security in him.
Finally, they entered the city before nightfall and found a nearby inn to rest.
"Guest, are you just stopping by, or will you be staying the night?" A warm and enthusiastic attendant approached them as soon as they entered.
Muniang smiled and said, "Staying the night."
"Sure thing! How many rooms would you like?"
"Two—"
"One room!" Before Muniang could finish, Yu Ze interrupted her.
"What for?" Muniang glared at him defensively, and Yu Ze let out a wry smile. She had just been touched, gentle as water, and in a twinkling, she became like this again—truly an untamed white-eyed wolf that he inexplicably adored.
"Two rooms wouldn't be safe for protecting you; I fear the assassin might strike again." Yu Ze deliberately made it sound frightening.
