Who among the gangsters wants to fall in love?

Chapter 293 Twisted Love
Time flies, and in the blink of an eye it is mid-March.

It was still a rainy day, and the rain continued to fall. A light mist filled the official road. There were dense bamboo forests on both sides, all green. The breeze spread and flowed among the bamboo forests, blowing the bamboo leaves and falling on the twisted and devastated land in the bamboo forest.

The green and thick bamboos were blown down in patches like harvested wheat, and rain fell from the sky, sprinkling in the gullies and scars on the ground.

"Ugh--"

In front of the bamboo forest, there was a tea stall with a patched curtain on the top. It was still early, and only two or three wanderers were drinking tea and resting.

The tea stall owner sat behind the table, warming the tea silently.

Tap tap tap————

The sound of horse hooves stepping through puddles came from the official road. The tea stall owner glanced to the side and saw a man and a horse slowly emerging from the mist at the end of the official road. The horse under his crotch had all white fur without any other color, and on it was a wanderer wearing a bamboo hat and a pitch-black cloak.

He was dressed somewhat similarly to the gunman that day, except that this scoundrel was much younger, and in his arms sat a young, delicate, but calm little girl...

The little girl huddled in front of the prodigal son, using her large cloak to protect her head from the rain... they looked like brother and sister, or father and daughter.

The wanderer rode up to the tea stall, raised his hand to catch a few drops of rain, looked at the sky, and then looked at the shopkeeper, threw a string of copper coins, dropped them on the table, and asked: "Shopkeeper, a few days ago, there was a nun fighting with a gunman at this time... Do you know their whereabouts?"

His voice was clear and peaceful, and he looked very young, probably less than 20 years old... Was he a young hero? How could he travel the world with a family?

I just came to ask for information... The tea stall was built on the roadside. Over the years, the shopkeeper had experienced many such things and was not surprised. After recalling for a moment, he said:
"The nun killed two of the gunman's horses and then rode away... The nun's horse was very good, and it was very handsome. The gunman had no means of transportation, so he chased after her, probably wanting to steal her horse... He must have gone in the direction of Xuzhou."

Xuzhou, also known as Yibin, is located to the south of Luzhou and Leshan.

The wanderer heard the news, nodded slightly, threw out another ingot of silver, and asked, "How is the battle between the two?"

The shopkeeper smiled, thinking that this man was very generous. He recalled more carefully and shook his head slightly.
"I don't know martial arts, but I couldn't bear to give up my tea stall, so I hid not far away. I didn't see the details of the fight between the two. But when the nun was riding her horse and escaping, she vomited a lot of blood. It was obvious that she was no match for the gunman and was seriously injured... Look, there are traces of the fight between the two in the bamboo forest. I don't know how many bamboos were knocked down by the aftermath alone."

The shopkeeper pointed to the bamboo forest behind the tea stall.

The wandering scholar stepped lightly on his horse's belly and slowly walked into the bamboo forest, looking at the battle scars. Now, a few days had passed and the traces had been destroyed a lot by the rain, but he and the little girl in front of him both had good eyesight, and they could still recognize the martial arts at a glance based on the few traces.

"It really is Chen Qiyuan." Zhao Wumian muttered to himself, "The nun killed two of his horses, probably to delay time..."

"I'm reminding you that Chen Qiyuan is here." Xiao Yuanmu held his cloak with one hand to shield himself from the rain, and tapped his chin with the other hand, looking around. "She's quite smart. Otherwise, if Chen Qiyuan wanted to trick you, you would be caught off guard and suffer a great loss."

Zhao Wumian never cared about what he wore, and usually wore a straw raincoat when he went out. However, it was inconvenient to use it to shield Xiao Yuanmu from the rain, so this evil woman bought him a cloak for herself.

"Chen Qiyuan's personality is not that bad, but it is better to be mentally prepared." Zhao Wumian retracted his gaze. He knew that Guan Yunshu was seriously injured and weak at the moment. He was anxious and said nothing. He rushed out of the bamboo forest with his horse's belly tightened. But after a few steps, he remembered something and turned to look at the tea stall owner and asked from a distance:
"Has anyone asked about this in the past few days?"

The tea stall owner was stunned for a moment, then answered truthfully: "When Xiliang Bajun was about to close the stall last night, he did come to ask..."

The shopkeeper pointed to the muddy horse hoof prints on the ground. After a night, the marks had diminished a little, but they were still in a mess and could be vaguely seen in groups.

Zhao Wumian looked at Xiao Yuanmu. Although he was highly skilled in martial arts, he basically spent his free time improving his proficiency in identifying women by their scent, and he indeed lacked understanding of the various people in the martial arts world.

Xiao Yuanmu's strength has been cut off in the martial arts world, but she is not a stay-at-home girl who never leaves the house. She has rich experience in the martial arts world. She briefly introduced herself.
"Originally from the Western Regions, eight bandits who became famous during the Hongtian era were active in the Xiliang area. They called themselves the Eight Horses of Xiliang, which means the Eight Great Heroes of Xiliang... Oh, yes, do you remember the Ghost Leader Liu Yuezhi? He often went to Xiliang, and his main purpose was to kill them, but he obviously never succeeded. These guys are expected to be good at escaping and attacking together."

Zhao Wumian nodded slightly, and galloped towards Xuzhou. The Jade Zhaoye Lion on his crotch had once followed Liu Yuezhi between Jin and Xiliang, and was obviously impressed by the four words "Eight Horses of Xiliang". It neighed loudly and ran even harder.

"Do I have a grudge against you?" Zhao Wumian patted the horse's neck.

Zhaoye Yushi nodded repeatedly in a very human way. When Liu Yuezhi was chasing them, someone used a shady trick and took advantage of the chaos to throw a stick and break the horse's leg. The horse had to be raised in the Prince of Jin's Mansion for a year or so before it recovered.

The horse is very smart, and it still remembers it now.

Zhao Wumian patted the horse's neck again. Although he couldn't understand horse language, he could still tell that the horse was very angry.

"Running all the way from Xiliang to Shu... that's a thousand miles away. It's obvious that they came here to hunt down the nun... that's normal. She's too venomous and rude. It's not uncommon for her to offend people while traveling in the martial arts world. But now she's been seriously injured by Chen Qiyuan... we have to hurry over."

As he spoke, Zhao Wumian raised his hand to his mouth and whistled. The lazy Snow Owl, which was gliding in the air to catch up on its sleep, started up, shook off the water droplets on its feathers, and sped up to fly forward.

"You seem to know that nun very well?" Xiao Yuanmu raised his eyes and looked at Zhao Wumian.

"It's mainly because I'm too smart and I can judge people very well. Otherwise, how could I have been so sure that I knew you at first sight in the capital?"

"You... huh?"

Xiao Yuanmu would not be put off by Zhao Wumian's sweet words. Just as he was about to continue asking, he saw a carriage parked across the road in front of him. Zhao Ye Yu Shi was furious. He did not slow down at all. He stepped hard and jumped over the carriage.

Xiao Yuanmu sat in front of Zhao Wumian without holding on to anything. Her petite body swung in the air. With her martial arts skills, she would definitely not lose her balance. Zhao Wumian also raised his hand to hold her waist and held her down.

But when it fell, my buttocks couldn't help but rub against Zhao Wumian... Let me get up.

With Xiao Yuanmu's current physique, if he were hit like this, it should only feel like hard bones, but Xiao Yuanmu was obviously gifted. I'm afraid that when she was her age, her buttocks were already quite firm and plump... in other words, fleshy.

Therefore, Zhao Wumian was not hurt.

A warm touch flashed by, and Zhao Wumian stopped his horse. Because Xiao Yuanmu was a young girl, he didn't care about such a small matter. He used the scabbard of his sword to open the curtain of the carriage, and saw a middle-aged man in a brocade robe lying inside, already dead.

There were some dead bodies of guards and turned-out luggage around.

There were messy horse hoof prints lingering on the ground, and bloodstains were visible, which had not yet been washed away by the rain.

Zhao Wumian put the knife back into the sheath. "Robbery and murder. The knife marks are very fresh. It must have been within three hours. I guess they are the Eight Horses of Xiliang... They came to hunt down the enemy and robbed and killed people... They are real bandits. No wonder Liu Yuezhi went to arrest them again and again."

After he finished speaking, Zhao Wumian continued riding his horse.

Xiao Yuanmu looked at him and didn't care about this common robbery and murder case. Seeing that Zhao Wumian seemed to want to pretend that nothing happened, he said in a shocking tone: "My butt just rubbed against you."

"Ah?" Zhao Wumian's slightly worried and stern expression almost collapsed. He lowered his eyes and saw Xiao Yuanmu's expression was calm. He didn't know what she was thinking.

"Oh... I don't care about such details... If you grow up, I will definitely be distracted... But now let's forget it."

"Why don't you use your tricks to deceive me now?" Xiao Yuanmu knew what Zhao Wumian was thinking. He smiled coldly, "Are you daydreaming?"

"No." Zhao Wumian shook his head.

Xiao Yuanmu suddenly raised his hand, and his icy, yet boneless little hand directly shoved into Zhao Wumian's waistband, then gently pinched it.

Zhao Wumian took a deep breath and almost fell off his horse. He asked in surprise, "What are you doing?"

Xiao Yuanmu withdrew his hand, smiling coldly, "You still say you don't have any wild thoughts?"

"Are you sure about this?"

"You don't tell the truth, I don't want to waste my time arguing with you." Xiao Yuanmu glanced at Zhao Wumian with cold eyes, "I can't grow bigger now. If you dare to react to me again, I will castrate you... beast."

"I've already said that I like you. It has nothing to do with whether you are a little girl or not. Love comes from love but ends with courtesy. If you really want to do something with me, I don't want to..."

Xiao Yuanmu stretched out his little hand again, pinched a few more times, and then placed his icy cold hand on the back of Zhao Wumian's hand holding the reins... From Xiao Yuanmu's palm, one could feel a trace of remaining heat.

Xiao Yuanmu looked at him coldly, telling Zhao Wumian the answer with his actions. His eyes were so cold that it seemed as if he was going to draw his knife and chop him in the next second.

"If you don't pinch me, I won't..."

"kindness?"

"……Feel sorry."

Xiao Yuanmu snorted coldly, retracted his gaze, looked forward, and only showed the back of his head to Zhao Wumian.

Zhao Wumian thought in his heart that since Xiao Yuanmu was so unwilling for him to have any impure thoughts about her current appearance... then he had to teach her a lesson.

His pettiness is inherited from Zi Yi and Luo Chaoyan.

"How are you thinking about taking revenge on me? The more I don't want to do something, the more you want me to do it?" Xiao Yuanmu's voice suddenly came without turning back.

Zhao Wumian was silent for a moment before he said, "Can you read minds?"

“Just reading your mind.”

"As expected of a demon girl, even if she disdains to do such things, she can easily grasp the words that are most lethal to men."

"I know you like to hear this, so I just said it to you on purpose... Do you like it?"

"If it's not sincere, I don't want it."

"I never try to please others, except you."

"..."

"Are you attracted to me?"

"If I kiss you now, will you hit me?"

"meeting."

boo~
Zhao Wumian leaned over and kissed Xiao Yuanmu's delicate face, "Then go ahead and beat me, but I will dodge..."

bang————

Zhao Wumian was thrown to the ground and fell off his horse.

"Ding ding ding~ Hey~ Speaking of that Marquis Wei Ming, he is good at using a horizontal sword. The name of the sword is Wuhen, which was inherited from the previous emperor..."

Zhao Wumian led the horse and walked into Xuzhou City. He heard musicians playing the pipa and singing a recently adapted tune on the street.

The rain was heavy and the sky was gloomy with occasional thunder. Only a little sunlight was shining from the farthest end of the black clouds, as if dusk had shrouded the place. Therefore, there was a long street in front of them, and the shops and buildings on both sides were brightly lit. The lights were turned on early, and there was a lot of noise. Pedestrians were walking on the side of the road with umbrellas. Few people noticed Zhao Wumian and Xiao Yuanmu.

Xiao Yuanmu got off his horse and held up his umbrella. He looked around and said, "Xuzhou is not a high-ranking state in Shu, but it still has a population of over 300,000. It may not be easy to find a seriously injured nun who escaped."

“Is there a temple in the city?”

"Yes, but Guan Yunshu is not stupid. Even if he hides in the temple, Chen Qiyuan will still act as if no one is around."

Zhao Wumian nodded slightly. He had the same idea. If Guan Yunshu was recovering in the city, Chen Qiyuan would definitely sneak into the temple to inquire...

"Guessing blindly is not a solution."

Zhao Wumian led Ma Xun to the Detective Division branch in Xuzhou City and asked people to look for him together.

But Guan Yunshu was not found, but there were clues about the Eight Horses of Xiliang.

The detective stationed in Xuzhou City showed joy on his face and said:
"We are short of manpower stationed in Xuzhou. Although the Eight Horses of Xiliang are no match for the Marquis, they are also fierce bandits that have been lurking in Xiliang for many years. Among the eight, three are masters, which is an extremely remarkable combat power. Even if we search this town, we can't find many masters. The strongest one is Ma Yidao, nicknamed 'One Knife Crazy Guest'. Therefore, we are still thinking about whether to ask for help. It just so happens that the Marquis came here..." Zhao Wumian frowned, "Any other clues?"

The spy recalled a little, "A few grown men were carrying girlish oil-paper umbrellas tied to the side of their horses... They didn't look like people holding umbrellas, and there was only one, which seemed to be picked up along the way..."

Zhao Wumian's eyes immediately turned colder, and his tone sank, "Did you pick it up or rob it?"

The spy was startled and shook his head repeatedly, "I don't know..."

"Where are they?"

……

The Eight Horses of Xiliang did come to kill Guan Yunshu. After Guan Yunshu left the capital, he first went back to Xiaoxitian to report his safety, and then turned around to Xiliang... Xiliang is adjacent to Jin and not far away. At that time, the seventh and eighth horses were robbing, so they were naturally killed by Guan Yunshu... The other six were not there at that time. Although it is not known whether it is a blessing or a curse, this matter certainly cannot be let go like this.

So they followed the clues and chased Guan Yunshu all the way south, but they didn't even see Guan Yunshu. When they were about to give up, they heard that Guan Yunshu had fought with others and was seriously injured. They immediately chased him like wolves smelling blood, and came to Xuzhou...

They sat cross-legged in the robbed yard, taking big bites of the roasted lamb leg. The yard was not big, and six horses were tied outside, eating grass with their heads down. A sky-blue oil-paper umbrella was tied casually to the horses' bellies, and the bamboo pattern on the umbrella could be vaguely seen.

There was a corpse in the house with a knife cut in the throat. It was the resident of this villa.

Ma Yidao, the 'Kuangke Yidao', bit the lamb leg and said, "We haven't received any instructions in recent days. We ran to Shu without any explanation to seek revenge. We don't know if we missed the mission of the leader."

The Eight Horses of Xiliang were born in the Western Regions and wandered around Xiliang. They were one of the secret agents planted by the Holy Church in the Central Plains... Their visit to Shu this time was also motivated by selfish motives.

The eight of them have a good relationship and are proficient in the art of joint attack, so naturally there are rarely any gaps between them.

As they were talking, Lao Wu, who was lying against the wall to get some fresh air, suddenly said in surprise, "Hey! Stop eating! Someone's coming..."

Before he finished speaking, a strange noise suddenly came from outside the yard.

sough----

An extremely piercing sound of breaking through the air suddenly sounded, and a sharp whistle was heard in the rain. In an instant, a silver light brushed across Lao Wu's neck, causing a splash of blood. The remaining force pierced through the wall of the two-story building in the courtyard and nailed into the portrait in the house. The handle of the knife kept vibrating, making a "buzzing" sound. Looking closely, it was a horizontal sword.

Everyone was in shock, and then they heard a 'thump' sound, and Lao Wu's body fell from the wall and hit the ground. Only then did they come to their senses. They were horrified and looked ruthless, and rushed out of the yard with knives in hand.

"Wang Wang Wang-"

Outside the courtyard was a long, dark street with few people, but the force of the knife strike just now was so great that the dogs kept in the courtyard were frightened and started barking wildly.

Someone was standing on the second-floor terrace, opened the window and looked over here.

But at the end of the long street, a man wearing a bamboo hat slowly emerged from the shadow of the rain. His face could not be seen clearly, only his chin was exposed, and the atmosphere was cold and solemn.

The man in the bamboo hat looked at the oil-paper umbrella tied to the side of the horse's belly, recognized it as Guan Yunshu's umbrella, and asked coldly: "Where did you get this umbrella?"

Several people looked at each other in bewilderment. Knowing that this man in the bamboo hat seemed to be Guan Yunshu's reinforcements, Lao Liu, who was usually on the best terms with Lao Wu, immediately looked grim and said, "Of course it was picked up from the dead..."

Choke————

The man in the bamboo hat lifted his cloak, revealing the hilt of the sword at his waist. The sword flashed suddenly, like a startled wild goose in the rain, and passed by a distance of more than ten feet in the blink of an eye. The onlookers who were watching quietly on the second-floor terrace only saw a flash of silver light, and then the man in the bamboo hat at the end of the alley suddenly disappeared, and then suddenly appeared behind the Eight Horses of Xiliang.

Zhao Wumian held the blood-stained sword in one hand and untied the rope that bound the oil-paper umbrella with the other hand and held the umbrella handle.

Plop————

He opened the oil-paper umbrella and checked whether the umbrella was damaged. At the same time, the four people behind him suddenly had blood on their necks, and they collapsed to the ground with expressions of extreme horror on their faces.

The only people still standing were Ma Yidao.

Ma Yidao had a look of shock on his face. He touched his neck and made sure there was no bleeding. Then he turned to look at Zhao Wumian, swallowed his saliva, and was extremely terrified.

"Umbrella, where did you get it from?"

"I found it. It's on the official road outside the city."

"Is Guan Yunshu's injury so serious that he even threw away his umbrella?"

"No, I don't know. We haven't seen her from beginning to end..."

Wipe————

The sword light suddenly passed in front of Ma Yidao's neck. Zhao Wumian walked past him and sheathed the sword neatly. Ma Yidao collapsed to the ground with powerlessness all over his body. He glanced at Zhao Wumian's back, but he didn't have time to say more because everything in front of him went dark.

Xiao Yuanmu stood at the entrance of the alley, and used the Crane Controlling Dragon Technique to absorb the horizontal sword on the second floor into his palm. He looked at Zhao Wumian who was walking over with an umbrella, and asked, "Are you afraid that something will happen to that nun?"

"Yeah." Zhao Wumian was in no mood to say something lighthearted at the moment, and whispered, "If you were beaten up and seriously injured and your whereabouts were unknown, I would be just as scared."

"Oh?" A voice came from the alley at the side of the long street, with a hint of amusement, "So you are so scared?"

Zhao Wumian stood there in a daze. He turned his head and saw a woman with hair as black as the night appear in front of him at the entrance of the alley. She was leaning against the wall, her expression dull, her eyebrows slightly drooping. She stretched out a jade finger out of boredom to catch the flying raindrops. A light mist rose from the ground and spread around her like a tide.

Zhao Wumian was in a trance, as if he had returned to Taiyuan that day, or to the capital... Guan Yunshu would suddenly appear at the alley entrance every time, her whereabouts were vague, and she looked bored, as if she had been waiting for him for a long time.

Zhao Wumian glanced at the nun leaning against the wall, "You... seem to have been waiting for me for a long time?"

"Hmm." Guan Yunshu raised his eyes calmly and looked at Zhao Wumian, looking him up and down, probably observing if there was any change in him after not seeing him for such a long time.

"Let me guess." Zhao Wumian's expression immediately brightened, and he said with a smile: "You risked your life to intercept Chen Qiyuan, but I was having fun somewhere else. You were very unhappy because you deliberately dropped the umbrella for your enemy to pick up, making me worry. You hid aside, watching my worry, and got pleasure from it to satisfy your twisted psychology... Am I right?"

Guan Yunshu put her bare hands into her waterfall-like black hair, combing it out of boredom from time to time, with a look of impatience and helplessness as she was being talked about.

Snow Owl stood on the eaves at the entrance of the alley, squinting his eyes, wanting to say that he had found Guan Yunshu a long time ago, but it was this woman who didn't let him tell you.

She is scary! I feel like she will pluck my hair out and stew me at any time.

After Zhao Wumian finished speaking, Guan Yunshu stepped forward and stretched out her little hand towards Zhao Wumian.

"Yes, I am that kind of woman... I have suffered so much to help you. If you hadn't come to me, or if you hadn't been worried just now, I would have been sad... This is not a twisted mentality, it's human nature."

Zhao Wumian handed her the oil-paper umbrella. "Isn't this twisted? It seems that the nun just doesn't tell lies, not that she doesn't talk tough."

Guan Yunshu was holding an umbrella, and she looked as beautiful as a painting in the rain.

She smiled at Zhao Wumian, holding up the umbrella with one hand and gently lifting the hem of her monk's robe with the other hand, and turned around cutely in a small circle, "But you like me like this, right?"

"As a nun, you tease a secular man like me. Isn't that against the rules?"

Xiao Yuanmu stood aside, her face gradually becoming expressionless... She had heard Su Qingqi mention Guan Yunshu's name many times, and Su Qingqi had regarded this person as a great enemy in her words.

Xiao Yuanmu never took it seriously, but now it seems...

"Do you like it?" Guan Yunshu asked without caring what Zhao Wumian said and without noticing the little girl next to him.

"……like."

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Yuanmu's voice was heard, "Xiao Yuankong."

Zhao Wumian froze in place. He knew the name Jiu'er had given him that night under the moon in the capital, but Xiao Yuanmu had never called him that. They were childhood sweethearts, and she knew what Zhao Wumian liked to call himself, so she had always called him Zhao Wumian. This was a small tacit understanding between the two of them... But at this moment, she called Zhao Wumian by another name.

Zhao Wumian tilted her head to look over. Xiao Yuanmu looked at her expressionlessly, "Don't you know that Chen Qiyuan might be in Xuzhou?"

"Know……"

Guan Yunshu used her fingertips to tuck a strand of hair in front of her shoulder and glanced at Xiao Yuanmu.

Who is this little girl? Zhao Wumian seems to be very afraid of her...

With Zhao Wumian's personality, she was able to make him surrender without saying anything mean... This little girl must have a good background.

Xiao Yuankong... is that Zhao Wumian's real name? Hearing this name, we know that he and Xiao Yuanmu must have a close relationship, maybe they are brother and sister?

Guan Yunshu didn't often stay with Zhao Wumian, so he didn't know what was going on between him and Xiao Yuanmu.

"You want to fight with him here when this nun is seriously injured and I can't exert my full strength?" Xiao Yuanmu asked in a calm tone.

"I am confident that I can win..."

"What if I lose?" Xiao Yuanmu interrupted Zhao Wumian, "Do you want to gamble your chances of winning with my life?"

Zhao Wumian knew that Xiao Yuanmu's mood was extremely bad at the moment, so no matter what he said, it became a matter of attitude...

He took the Wuhen Knife from Xiao Yuanmu, sheathed it, and looked at Guan Yunshu, "Let's go. We can't stay here for long."

Guan Yunshu raised his eyebrows slightly, "Where are you going?"

"Let's go back to Chengdu first and find a safe place for you to recover."

Guan Yunshu was indeed seriously injured. After thinking for a while, he did not refuse. He turned to look at Xiao Yuanmu, who made Zhao Wumian grovel. He was a little surprised, "Who is this?"

Xiao Yuanmu smiled faintly at Guan Yunshu, "Did you know that Zhao Wumian has a daughter? It's me."

Guan Yunshu's calm expression suddenly froze, and he looked at Zhao Wumian in disbelief, with an inexplicable anger in his heart, but then he looked away without saying a word.

Zhao Wumian said helplessly: "Don't listen to her nonsense, she is Xiao Yuanmu..."

"Nonsense?" Xiao Yuanmu covered his mouth with his fan, "Aren't you the one who always wanted to be my father? Now that it's your wish, you refuse... Oh~ You don't want this nun to misunderstand you, haha, Wei Ming Hou, who understands women's hearts so well, will have this day."

Guan Yunshu glanced at Zhao Wumian and said, "Whether you have children or whether you are married has nothing to do with me. I am a Buddhist... You don't need to explain to me."

Zhao Wumian didn't expect that Xiao Yuanmu and Guan Yunshu, who had never met before, would be so sharp...

He whistled silently, called Zhaoye Jade Lion, and jumped on his horse, "Anyway, leave this place first. If Chen Qiyuan comes to kill us, I may not have the energy to protect you."

Xiao Yuanmu glanced at Guan Yunshu, flew to sit in front of Zhao Wumian, and then raised his hand to pinch him for no apparent reason, "I told you, if you dare to react to me again... you will not be forgiven."

Guan Yunshu narrowed her almond-shaped eyes and glanced at Zhao Wu coldly.

With just one quick move from Xiao Yuanmu, the two of them no longer had the leisurely and happy feeling of reuniting after a long separation.

Zhao Wumian had a stern face and said nothing. It would be wrong to say anything now, and this was not the time to say this.

After a while, several people rode away and disappeared in the rain...

(End of this chapter)