Yan Qingsui had never planned to do anything at the City Lord's Manor. He had intended to deliver the item, then follow Qiao Ranran back to the Profound Heart Sect's lodgings and freeload for a few days, or make do at a restaurant. But after this little episode, he decided he was not leaving.
"Sounds good!" Yan Qingsui turned and stopped, regarding everyone from the City Lord's Manor with an unrestrained smile. "After all, someone entrusted this to me. Getting it to the City Lord's Manor means half the job is done. Once the city lord comes out of seclusion, I can hand it over personally."
As he spoke, he deliberately emphasized "personally," casting a pointed look at the steward who had initially blocked the entrance. Under his stare, the steward's smile nearly slipped.
And so, the group settled into the City Lord's Manor.
Qiao Ranran found it strange. "So why are we staying at the City Lord's Manor too?" They had already picked out a restaurant and planned to stroll around outside, yet after just a few exchanges, they had ended up staying. "Why do I feel like we got the short end of the stick?"
Pei Ling's attitude was strange too.
"Junior Brother Pei, why did you decide to stay?" That did not seem right!
"When did I decide to stay?"
"Then why did you...?"
"Weren't you the one who wanted to stay?"
"Huh?" Qiao Ranran had followed them inside as Yan Qingsui spoke, and Pei Ling had shown no reaction at all. She had assumed he had some designs on the City Lord's Manor! "So this isn't the place you're planning to strike?"
Pei Ling pinched Qiao Ranran's cheek with a cold chuckle. "Who told you to let your imagination run wild?"
Qiao Ranran tugged Pei Ling