Chen Ping laughed.
"It's really you. I just thought we had gotten separated again."
During the last Heaven-Reaching Tower trial, they had been separated, so Han Xiaoru thought it might happen again this time. She glanced around, not expecting much of a chance to find Chen Ping.
Her joy was beyond measure.
She was unreserved, her figure leaping fluently onto the horse, sitting behind Chen Ping and pressing the old horse down heavily. It neighed several times, slowed slightly, and fell to the back of the group.
The Captain of the Guard, Yun Teng, gave a cold glance over, as if wanting to reprimand them, his hand on the sword hilt showing bulging veins, yet he held back.
Perhaps because they were in such a hurry to travel, he didn't have the mood to deal with these matters.
However, the killing intent still faintly seeped out, clearly holding thoughts of settling scores later.
It was the guards following Yun Teng whose glances turned odd.
