"Stop bluffing! Everyone knows the eldest young master has fallen out with his family! Using the eldest young master to lure our young master out, you probably have ulterior motives, little sister." The group of unreliable young men were still making a ruckus, not taking the skinny girl's words to heart at all. After all, even the Murong family couldn't find her, and this little girl just found her like that?

With no time to waste, Lan Yamei came up with an idea and said to the person in front, "I'll make a bet with you. If I can take you down in one move, you go find Murong Xingchen right away. You won't lose out; you'll just be sending a message. If I can't beat you in one move, I'll leave immediately and won't bother you. As for whether Murong Bai is dead or alive, I've done my best. How about it?"

"Fine!" said one of the guys standing at the front, teasingly, thinking to himself, "You think I can't beat a girl like you?"

No sooner had she finished speaking than Lan Yamei swiftly stepped forward, grabbed the man's right hand with both hands, turned and twisted his arm, and with a slight exertion of her waist, threw the still-smiling young man to the ground with an over-the-shoulder throw. She casually tossed her hair, clapped her hands, and said, "Go and tell them you lost."

"You..." The man on the ground couldn't believe it. Not only was the height difference so great, but he had also served the Murong family for several years, participating in countless fights, big and small. He had never been defeated in a single move by a seemingly weak woman. Even a similarly burly man might not be able to win in one move. He was speechless for a moment. What kind of kung fu was this? The moves were so strange!

Just as everyone was stunned, the door behind them creaked open, and Murong Xingchen walked out and asked, "What are you all doing, making so much noise?"

Seeing that it was Murong Xingchen, Lan Yamei was too lazy to argue with the boys at the door. She stepped forward and said hurriedly, "Come with me quickly, something has happened to your brother."

"What? My brother is in trouble? Where did you get this information?" Murong Xingchen was somewhat suspicious. After all, her brother had been searching for him ever since he ran away from home that day, and even the entire Murong family hadn't found him. How could a girl selling barbecue have any clues?

Lan Yamei walked up to the horse, turned around and said, "Trust me! We'll talk about it on the way, hurry up!" She turned around and mounted the horse, but her leg hurt and she couldn't jump on immediately. She jumped again and endured the pain before finally getting on.

Just as she adjusted her posture, she felt the horse's back sink, and Murong Xingchen was already sitting steadily behind her.

Encircled in Murong Xingchen's tall frame, Lan Yamei could see his sharply defined lips and neat, white teeth by tilting her head slightly. So handsome! She could clearly smell his delicate fragrance, and Lan Yamei blushed slightly. She hadn't expected this cold-faced man to know how to flirt, deliberately sharing a horse with her.

Before transmigrating, I was so old and had never been flirted with by a handsome guy. But after transmigrating, I'm surrounded by admirers, which makes me secretly delighted.

Murong Xingchen didn't sense the change in Lan Yamei's heart, and only asked anxiously, "How do we get there? What happened to my brother?"

Lan Yamei quickly came to her senses, feeling somewhat guilty. A life was at stake, and she had time to think about such things—she was truly sorry to Butterfly! "Oh, your brother lives in Quanxing Village. He has a house on the hillside behind the village, by the spring."

Murong Xingchen knew where it was as soon as she heard it. She never expected that her brother was hiding so close to home. No wonder she couldn't find him.

He took the reins from Lan Yamei, squeezed the horse's belly with his legs, and shouted, "Hold on tight!" The horse neighed and galloped off like an arrow.

The guards at the gate, seeing this scene—a man and a woman riding together on one horse—suggested their relationship was anything but ordinary! Little did they know, the young master was simply in a hurry. Their legs went weak with fear, thankfully they hadn't said anything inappropriate. Only after the two had disappeared from sight did they realize what had happened and scrambled into the mansion to report.

With the wind whistling past her ears, Lan Yamei felt the joy of riding a horse. She hadn't expected the same horse to run so fast; it really did depend on who was riding! This Murong Xingchen was definitely better than her! Well, she had to master horsemanship before she traveled back in time; maybe she could open a horse riding training center—that would be a lucrative business.

As the horses neighed, Murong Xingchen, keeping on the move, parted his thin lips slightly and asked, "Who told you the news?"

"We only found out because the butterfly ran back for help. But Aunt Guan has already gone there with two brothers, so you don't need to rush," Lan Ya Mei said shyly, sitting in the handsome man's lap. It was the first time she had ever been squeezed together with such a handsome man, and her heart was pounding.

"Okay, hold on tight, let's go faster." Murong Xingchen kicked the horse's belly twice more, and the horse ran even faster.

Lan Ya Mei watched the trees beside her rush past, feeling dizzy and scared. The jolting was making her bottom and legs ache even more; she figured she'd have to walk pigeon-toed after dismounting. To lessen the discomfort, Lan Ya Mei could only cling tightly to the horse's back, practically lying down.

Murong Xingchen glanced at him out of the corner of his eye and asked, "You don't ride horses often?" before slowing down.

"I just learned how to do this, I'm sorry for taking up your time. How about you drop me off at the next intersection? You can go ahead if you're in a hurry." After all, it's a matter of life and death, and it's good that Murong Xingchen can get there as soon as possible.

"This...can you manage alone?" Murong Xingchen was a little unsure. After all, the person was there to deliver a message to their family, and they weren't getting any benefit from it. It wouldn't be good if something happened to them on the road.

"I'm fine. You didn't see it, but I took down a man taller than me in no time. I'm capable of protecting myself. Besides, it's broad daylight, who would rob someone in broad daylight? Don't worry," Lan Yamei said confidently. She would never act like a weakling in front of handsome men; she wanted to be a banyan tree standing shoulder to shoulder with them.

"Alright, why don't you go back to Longyang Town? I'll let you know when the time comes." Murong Xingchen put Lan Yamei down on her horse at a fork in the road and then sped away.

Looking at the dashing Murong Xingchen, Lan Yamei's eyes sparkled. She hadn't expected this icy man to be so thoughtful, and he looked so handsome riding a horse. In that instant, she suddenly understood the crazy behavior of young girls infatuated with male celebrities. Just as Lan Yamei was completely captivated, a voice came from the tree, "Be careful your eyeballs don't fall to the ground, Manager Lan."

In the quiet woods, a sudden voice startled Lan Yamei. Looking up, she saw a man in white leap nimbly from a tree, stand before her, and say with a grin, "You've taken a fancy to someone?"

"So it was you, Qiu Zeyu! You left without saying goodbye and then disappeared without a trace. Were you following me?" Lan Yamei really suspected that this kid was stalking her. She owed him a couple of dollars, but it couldn't be that serious.

"Just happened to be passing by, just happened to be taking a nap in a tree, and just happened to see someone swooning over a flower. I didn't expect that the one swooning over the flower was Manager Lan, tsk! How rare!" Qiu Zeyu didn't know why, but his words sounded sour.