The mountain wind was billowing, with Qing Yu's long hair fluttering behind her. Hands clasped behind her back, she chuckled and said, "Two Dragon Heads is too kind. If I couldn't see through such a posture, wouldn't that look down upon Two Dragon Heads?"
Yun Wuyue had spent two or three months originally just to find Feng Jiwu and, naturally, was upset. However, nearly two months had passed since that incident; to still hold a grudge would be somewhat petty.
Although it is often said that women are not broad-minded, to squabble over such a trifle for two months would underrate Yun Wuyue.
The previous feigned anger was merely to gain an advantage in the upcoming negotiations.
"Two Dragon Heads, please speak. If there is something important you seek from me, I need to consider what price you should pay." Qing Yu said indifferently.
"Oh? Then what would be the price for the detailed intelligence on the incident in the Nanyun Mountain Range?" Yun Wuyue countered.
