Feng Wu stopped talking and picked up speed, and Ning Chenxi sped up as well.
"Why, little sister, that's not bad at all. I see you're a Level 5 Spiritual Master already." Ning Chenxi praised her, but Feng Wu said nothing in reply.
When they reached the safe circle, Feng Wu saw that Qiuling had everything packed and ready for departure.
Feng Wu said, "You guys go inside. I'll drive the carriage."
Qiuling wouldn't have it. "But, Miss —"
Feng Wu shook her head. "We must leave here ASAP."
Qiuling nodded. She then carried the beautiful lady while Granny Zhao helped Uncle Qiu into the carriage.
No sooner had Feng Wu raised her whip when that teenager sat down next to her in a familiar manner and reached out his hand. "Young lady, such manual labor defiles your beauty. Let me help you."
Feng Wu couldn't help but dart a look at him. "Who on earth are you?"
