"Shut up." The Little Imperial Sister he thought so sweet and well-behaved chided him softly, then turned to Yan Xiurong with a beaming smile.
"Thank you, big sister. I want to take it back to my mother. She'll be amazed by your embroidery, hehe. Let me help you wash these."
Xia Wanwan smiled happily and rolled up her sleeves to help Yan Xiurong wash the clothes.
Meanwhile, Ci Mang led his men after the two black-clad figures. As the chase continued, he realized something was wrong.
They had been lured deep into the mountains.
"This mountain..."
It looked terribly familiar.
This was the Old Forest where, several years ago, he had dumped Wan Qu and his wife when they returned from a mission barely clinging to life.
This place had more wild beasts than anywhere else, and danger lurked at every turn.
He had thought the couple would end up in the beasts' bellies, yet they had returned alive a few days later.
Now, Ci Mang was deeply displeased, but a faint unease stirred within him as well.
He saw the two figures enter the forest.
If they followed and ran into wild beasts, wouldn't they be walking straight into a trap?
Since it was the same place, he ought to send in people with experience to capture them.
His lips curled into a cold, sinister smile. "Where are Wan Qu and Qian Ye? You two, go in and capture them."
The death warriors behind him exchanged glances. No one spoke.
Puzzled, Ci Mang turned and scanned the group. Finding neither of them, he demanded angrily, "Where did those two go?"
Before setting out, he had clearly brought along everyone he had counted in front of him.
That included the couple.
"Leader, we were all focused on chasing them on