From the moment she set off for Tianjiao Peak, she considered every detail, from living conditions to technology, transportation, and security. As long as everyone performed their duties, there would be no trouble.

"Don't worry, boss, everything will be fine." Lei Zi patted his chest. He knew every blade of grass and tree around him intimately, and he had handled so many things with his boss. In addition, with the array he had set up, there was absolutely no chance of failure.

"Yes, boss, you can go do whatever you need to do. We guarantee there won't be any problems here."

The fat man was in charge of transportation, and the entire transportation route was investigated by the boss and his team. No one else knew about it except for their transportation team. Even if they knew there was a road there, they assumed it was the entrance to the hunting grounds in the back mountains.

"I know you're all great. I'll reward you according to your performance at the end of the year." They're all people I trained myself, so it's convenient and I trust them.

After explaining the iron ore matter, Mo Lan gave Tie Niu two armor blueprints, asking him to try to forge them himself when he had time.

Before parting, Mo Lan came to the stream again, looked at the empty stone platform, and sighed. The argument with Qin Su that day was a matter of principle, and she would not compromise.

Even if she had to do it all over again, she would still choose to avoid the topic.

That guy didn't come for tea, he's probably still angry. Oh well, we're not on the same wavelength anyway, so saying goodbye doesn't really matter.

Thinking of this, Mo Lan silently tugged at the corner of her lips, turned around and left, instructing Han Shuang to pack her bags and go down the mountain directly.

Mo Lan left a moment later, a person slowly emerged from behind the stone wall.

Qin Su watched Mo Lan walk away, her eyes deep and unfathomable. Her hands, hidden beneath her wide sleeves, clenched and unclenched repeatedly, a barely suppressed restlessness rising within her.

He only wanted to know where those people went, without any intention of delving deeper. Did she not even trust him that much?

"Young Master, aren't you going to say goodbye to Miss Mo Lan?" Wu Feng walked to his master's side. He had never seen his master so conflicted over a woman.

"What can we say when we meet?" Qin Su murmured after a moment of silence, a question he was asking himself rather than answering.

"Forgive my bluntness, but whether Miss Mo Lan tells us where those people went or not is irrelevant. As she said, once the trouble is dealt with, we'll all be happy."

After considering it for a moment, Wufeng still expressed his opinion. The master was used to strategizing and did not want anything to happen that was out of control. But unfortunately, that girl Molan did not play by the rules. The master was just not used to it for the time being.

Listening to Wufeng's advice, Qin Su pursed his lips. How could he not have thought of these things? He just didn't want to see that woman's wary and guarded attitude towards him.

Especially those clear, indifferent eyes, which always reminded him from time to time that the distance between them, though seemingly within reach, was actually a thousand miles away.

To use a metaphor, that woman is like a precious sword, a sword that can cut through iron like mud, making one love her but unable to control her safely.

Not only that, but you could also hurt yourself if you're not careful.

That's why he felt there was an insurmountable chasm between them, and the thought of it made him feel uncomfortable.

Wu Feng watched as his master silently gazed in the west, and couldn't help but wonder to himself, what exactly was his master thinking?

As his subordinate, he really couldn't understand it. The two of them usually got along in a very indifferent way, and he couldn't tell which one of them cared much.