"Oh..."
Feng Ruqing responded with a smile. "I got it."
Nan Luo was stunned and hesitantly asked, "Then..."
"I have to discuss it with Nan Xian."
Hearing this name, Nan Luo's expression showed a flash of pain.
Even though she hid it well, Feng Ruqing still noticed it.
Feng Ruqing nodded and smiled. "You go back first. Otherwise, your father will notice you're missing."
"Alright..."
Nan Luo turned and looked at Feng Ruqing. "I hope you can give me an answer as soon as possible."
She stepped out of the tent after saying that.
The moonlight poured down and fell upon Nan Luo's pale face.
She looked back at the tent behind her with intense coldness in her eyes.
'I'll use these people first to settle Nan Fang!
'Feng Ruqing, I'll let you go for now!'
***
Inside the tent.
Feng Ruqing sat in front of the table and poured a cup of tea when the tent's flap was suddenly lifted.
