In the days that followed, Feng Youming wandered through nearly every part of the city until he left Weiyang City, not to return.
Song Wanning frowned, ordering her people to keep a secret watch on Feng Youming, but she herself stayed in Weiyang City and did not pursue him.
Although she didn't know Feng Youming well, after their two meetings, she could tell he was an eccentric character. His actions were unpredictable, driven entirely by his moods.
'A person like that…'
Song Wanning closed her eyes, trying to put herself in Feng Youming's shoes.
'If I were him, what would be the purpose of doing all this?'
Suddenly, she thought of something and her eyes shot open.
His actions boiled down to two possibilities: either he wanted to create a diversion, or he was trying to make a fool of her.
The corner of Song Wanning's mouth twitched. For some reason, she felt the second possibility was more likely.
