Xia Qie felt a bit cautious, but considering the person was his lifesaver, as the saying goes, a favor of saving one's life should be repaid with a fountain of gratitude; he certainly couldn't be ungrateful.
"Naturally, a gentleman's word is as good as his bond. I, a little prince, said I would repay you, and I will."
Song Lingzhao smiled and said, "Alright, I'll remember this repayment, and I will ask for it someday. Hopefully, you won't back out when the time comes."
Xia Qie was taken aback, can it be like this?
But Song Lingzhao had other plans.
The two walked forward, just about to go around the rockery and pass through the moon gate into the courtyard, when they heard the voices of a man and woman coming closer from the moon gate.
Upon hearing the conversation, Song Lingzhao's face turned red; without thinking, he turned his head away, but it was too late.
