Feng Jiu was riding upon Old White as she moved on ahead and as they were moving along on the street, their speed wasn't all that fast. She did not ask Leng Shuang about what happened at all, like the earlier scene had not occurred, not bothering with it completely.
Actually, it wasn't that she was not concerned, but because knowing that Leng Shuang was fine, there wasn't anything else about the matter that was worth worrying herself about.
"Mistress, there's someone following us behind." Leng Shaung who was riding upon her horse beside Feng Jiu said, her gaze cold as winter's frost as she looked at the man following unhurriedly behind them.
"Let's go! No need to bother with him."
