While gathering with friends over tea might be lively, it's not suitable for him.

In my leisure time, I sit by the window, a cup of tea, a book in hand, finding peace within...

Regardless of Qin Su's intentions, after having breakfast, Mo Lan immediately told Hua Bao to pack her things and prepare to check out and leave.

"Miss, shall we return to the mountain stronghold today?" Hua Bao asked blankly, her eyes wide with surprise. They had only arrived yesterday.

"What? You've gotten addicted to it?"

Seeing Hua Bao's bewildered expression, Mo Lan couldn't help but reach out and ruffle her hair.

“I suddenly want to change the guesthouse. I’ve come all this way, so I should stay for at least three or four days.”

"Huh? Changing inns? Why? We were staying at our current inn perfectly fine..."

"You silly girl, aren't you tired of staying at the same inn all the time? Wouldn't it be more interesting to go somewhere new?"

Ignorance is bliss, just like Hua Bao.

Don't let her seemingly fiery personality fool you; when she's out and about, she's a total naive and innocent sweetheart.

"Yes, Miss is always right."

Hua Bao thought for a moment and nodded in agreement. Since their first visit to Ye County, they had indeed never changed inns.

The master and servant checked out and left. Just as they turned into an alley, they heard a soft laugh.

"Why is the young lady leaving in such a hurry? Could it be that there's a raging flood or a ferocious beast behind her?"

As they spoke, Tingyu, dressed in a bright red robe, leaned against a corner of the alley with her arms crossed, looking at Molan and her servant with smiles on her face, giving off a particularly flamboyant visual impact.

Mo Lan looked at the flamboyant man, her lips twitching. "Who are you? Why are you blocking my way?"

"Please don't misunderstand, young lady. We are friends, not enemies. We have absolutely no ill intentions." Tingyu looked at the girl in front of her, her gentle smile revealing a deep curiosity.

"If you mean no harm, move aside." Judging from the man's tone, Mo Lan finally remembered that this show-off was Qin Su's bodyguard.

"Why be so cold, young lady? We've met before, so why don't you do me the honor of hosting a dinner to thank me for my help?"

Tingyu stood up straight, clasped his hands in a fist salute, his expression full of sincerity. It was the first time he had ever seen such a cold girl.

"Oh, by the way, my name is Tingyu. May I ask your name, young lady?"

Mo Lan looked at Ting Yu with a slight frown. This person carried a faint medicinal fragrance, indicating that he must have dealt with herbs quite often.

People who deal with medicine are more dangerous than swordsmen, no matter how kind they may appear.

Looking closely, Mo Lan noticed that he was surrounded by a grayish-white mist.

Although he wasn't a good person, he hadn't done anything particularly evil.

“Boss, there’s another possibility: the merits and demerits cancel each other out, which can also result in this grayish-white color.” Sensing the boss’s assessment, the tomb spirit added.

I see!

"One should not accept rewards without merit; we are not acquainted."

Mo Lan didn't want to get involved with this person, so she simply pulled Hua Bao past her. If this guy dared to stop her, she wouldn't mind scratching his face.

"Hey, hey, hey~, girl, don't be so heartless. Including that time in the mountains outside the city, you've already made your move twice. They say practice makes perfect, we're practically acquaintances now."

Seeing Mo Lan walk past, Ting Yu immediately followed. He had made a bet with those guys that he would definitely invite her over.

"You've mistaken me for someone else." Mo Lan turned her head, her eyes cold and her tone indifferent.

"How could I be mistaken? I saw the crossbow bolt you shot yesterday, and it's exactly the same as the wounds on those assassins in the mountains." Helpless, Tingyu quickly pulled out her trump card.