Qiao Xiaomai looked at his handsome profile, then dropped her gaze.
He said it was fine.
But he had also said that the treasure could not be hidden much longer; if Yang Ye really brought people over, and if they discovered it...
What would ensue would be a fierce and bloody scramble.
But what could she say?
He had rescued her unexpectedly that day.
Had accepted her invitation to protect her today.
Not only protected her safety, but also helped her to disguise, and fiercely slapped Bai Zhi's face.
How should she repay such a favour...
She pondered the whole journey but couldn't come up with anything.
When they reached the entrance of the village, Tong Sanlang asked the coachman to stop. He jumped off the carriage, stood up, and looked at Qiao Xiaomai. A faint smile could be seen on his handsome face, "Miss Qiao, I am going up the mountain for a walk, I'll take my leave first."