Xuan Ting tossed his bicycle into a pile of grass at the foot of the mountain and pulled Xu Haohao forward.
Xu Haohao noticed that the person beside her cycled so fast, yet now he wasn't even out of breath and looked energetic without sweating.
"Why did you bring me here? Weren't you saying you'd take me home?" Xu Haohao immediately snapped back to reality and wanted to shake off Xuan Ting's hand.
Xuan Ting, clutching those few blue hardcover books, smiled and said, "What are you afraid of? I'm taking you to see something. Why are you nervous? I wouldn't dare do anything to you; my younger junior would deal with me if she knew."
It was Xu Haohao's first time walking towards the mountains with a man, and she couldn't help but ask, "Is this the Cloud Mist Mountain that Xiao Li mentioned? I've heard people from Jiangzhou Prefecture say there's an immortal on Cloud Mist Mountain, referring to Uncle Mo Yu, right? I remember the government doesn't allow miscellaneous people to enter—"
