What was Xiao Cheng going to do?
Feng Yun's mind conjured up the image of the distinguished and elegant face of Xiao San Lang, dressed in his wedding attire, standing tall before the hall, exuding grace and grandeur...
That was how he looked when he married her.
It's been a long time since she last saw her husband.
Feng Yun smiled faintly.
The newlywed Xiao Lang wouldn't be thinking of her.
Were the Jin Ge and Tie Ma here to search for Wen Xingsu's whereabouts?
That was the most logical explanation.
"My brother and I were captured, ashamed beyond measure, but no matter how they questioned us, we kept our mouths shut..."
"Seeing they could not pry anything from us, they left us in the teahouse, promising us full meals; we didn't dare to act rashly and pretended to agree... Today, Mr. Ren suddenly said he wanted to send us back to our hometown; we thought he was going to sell us... Unexpectedly, he took us to intercept Wa Chang, to have him bring us back to Changmen..."