"That's easy. We can find him by keeping an eye on the tofu shop."
Su Qing's eyes were cold and ruthless, and her voice was even colder. No matter who it was, if this person wanted her life, she would take his life first.
"Alright, let's do this..."
Xiao Zeyu lowered his voice and said to Su Qing. Su Qing heard his plan and agreed, "Alright, we'll do as you say!"
Xiao Zeyu went to the blacksmith shop to dress Zhong Yong and teach him how to speak.
The night was quiet, the wind blew, and the snow fell. A battle was going on between the tides. Some people could not calm down and could not sleep in fear, while others had everything under control.
