If she were to say that out loud, Fang Yue would probably be the first to cut her down.
Fang Yue frowned slightly. He didn't feel like the woman was lying, but he was already biased against Li Mengyao and found her very odd.
"If that's the case, then do as you please."
Fang Yue nodded, said nothing more, and continued on his way.
He didn't believe in such coincidences—that he would leave the Prefecture City, and this woman would just happen to follow, and then a message from the Observatory would just happen to arrive asking for his help.
Besides, the woman's attitude toward him was unusually warm. He couldn't help but dwell on it.
This made Fang Yue suspicious. 'Does this woman have some kind of ulterior motive!?'
Fifteen minutes later,
Ahead of the convoy, several thick logs lay across the wide, flat official road, blocking their path.
Seeing this, Fang Yue immediately pulled the reins, bringing the convoy to a halt.
