"The sky is so late, it's not convenient to go back to the city. If you don't mind, you can stay at my house for a night?"
After taking the money, Qin Yao seemed like a completely different person, she hoisted her big sword and smiled amicably.
If Wang Jin didn't still feel the lingering chill around his neck, he would have doubted his memory was faulty.
"No need, I can still make it back now." Wang Jin rejected, whistled to call his horse over, and prepared to leave.
Qin Yao shrugged, didn't insist, anyway she was just being polite.
Looking at Wang Jin, who was visibly in pain over the money, Qin Yao teased, "Sir, if you hadn't abandoned me and run off first, we wouldn't have had this mess, a hundred or two hundred taels would be enough, since the journey isn't far."
Wang Jin's actions paused as he mounted his horse and turned back excitedly, "Then you can return the extra to me."
Qin Yao's smile instantly vanished, "Think about how you want to die?"
