Zhui Ying cautiously glanced at his master, who had his eyebrows furrowed and eyes lowered, emanating an ominous and terrifying aura. However, the instigator remained blissfully unaware, his voice pitched high with enjoyment.
"Hero Yu, I've heard that people from the Jianghu are really good at qinggong. Is that true?"
Since they couldn't find a carriage, after leaving the city, they all chose horses at the station and rode swiftly.
The only one who couldn't ride was Mingshu, who had to share with Si Chu.
Perhaps because of what had happened before, the atmosphere was oppressively tense along the way, and Si Chu was unusually quiet, possibly due to the presence of outsiders.
Guessing that he was probably in a bad mood, Mingshu gave up on the idea of conversing with him and turned her attention to Yu Tan, who had been tirelessly trying to cozy up to her.
This man's chatter was almost as incessant as Wen Renbai's, but at least Wen Renbai wasn't as greasy as him.
