"He is skilled in martial arts," Gu Qingheng spoke swiftly, clearly anxious because Yang Ruxin had not left as agreed, "his martial arts are considered top-notch in the jianghu. Naturally, he can protect himself, but he seldom ventures into the deep mountains…"
"Gu Qingheng, are you trying to financially support me?" Yang Ruxin suddenly burst into laughter, distancing herself from Gu Qingheng's breath, her intelligence returning and her cheeks regaining their usual thickness. She teased the flustered Gu Qingheng, "Keeping me is very expensive…"
"I…"
"Gu Qingheng, I can only promise you that I won't let anything happen to myself," Yang Ruxin suddenly didn't want to let him respond anymore and hastily interrupted him. She knew that he was concerned about her, but she couldn't avoid going into the mountains. Although he suggested she could deceive him with false compliance, in her heart, she didn't want to lie to him.