The cliff was not too high, but the way Long Yang had suggested descending it without hesitation surprised Lu Liangwei. She turned her head sharply to stare at him.
"What?" Sensing her astonished gaze, Long Yang touched his face with the back of his hand, his tone teasing, "Is there something dirty on my face?"
Lu Liangwei shook her head. "No." After a pause, she said, "Then please be careful, Your Majesty."
"Very well." Long Yang nodded. A thought came to him, and he took out a dagger from within his clothes and passed it to her. "Take this to defend yourself. Wait for us here. I'll be back soon."
"Understood." Lu Liangwei was about to take it when she remembered something and took out another dagger she carried on her. "There is no need to give this to me. I have one."
Long Yang glanced at her, then took the dagger from her and pushed his own dagger into her hands.
Before Lu Liangwei could react, he had already jumped off the cliff.
