Feng Qing finally sensed the intention of this gentleman belatedly, and exaggeratedly opened her mouth: "Prince, you're so kind, I am truly touched."
Upon hearing Feng Qing's words, Rong Ling was unnerved for a moment. Why did it sound so insincere? This wasn't what he wanted.
"Shut up."
He didn't want to hear her speak right now.
Feng Qing promptly obeyed and shut her mouth. This master was angry, so it was best not to provoke him. She mustn't anger him to the point where he throws her into the mountains; she'd definitely be eaten by wild beasts there.
Just as Feng Qing finished that thought, she suddenly looked up and saw smoke rising ahead.
Excitedly, Feng Qing joyously yelled from Rong Ling's back: "There's someone ahead, hurry, hurry, I see smoke rising from someone cooking."
Feng Qing was overly excited, jumping and shouting, with Rong Ling carrying her below and shouting: "Stop moving."
