Feng Zhi was contemplating something, but Su Yan had no idea what it was.
Her only concern right now was whether Hua Wuqing was truly naïve or pretending to be so.
Su Yan couldn't help but glance at Hua Wuqing.
She asked,
"How did you find me?"
Hua Wuqing hesitated, speaking softly,
"I heard you say you were going to Chunlai Building."
As soon as Su Yan asked, he confessed everything.
Su Yan asked again,
"How did you know I was inside Tingyu Pavilion?"
Hua Wuqing blinked his eyes, they were bright with anticipation,
"I heard Yanyan speaking."
"Huh?"
Hua Wuqing's voice weakened a bit more.
Knowing Yanyan didn't want him to find her, he snuck out on his own and made a mistake.
"And, I smelled Yanyan's scent."
After he finished this sentence, there was nothing more.
Then, he tightly hugged Su Yan, looking pitiful.
Back at the inn.
Feng Zhi sat in front of the table, holding a packet of medicine powder and the Martial Arts Tournament invitation.
