"I see." Su Wei adjusted his glasses, pursed the corners of his mouth, and the wrinkles at the edge of his lips were clearly visible, "That sounds much more reassuring, more reliable than my rash son-in-law."
"Shall we set off now?"
"No rush, where did Tong Zizhu go?" Su Wei asked again.
Ke Qirui picked up his pipe and replied, "Tong Zizhu left the day after she returned."
"In such a hurry?" Su Wei was taken aback.
"Yes, she said she wanted to clear her mind outside, tired of all the fighting, and she told you, old man, to take care of yourself and stop messing around at your age."
Su Wei smiled, "That child is still the same as ever, I couldn't control her when she was young, and even less so now that she's grown, just like Su Ying."
He sighed, "Oh well, I just hope she won't do anything foolish like joining the troupe again."
"She won't, she joined the troupe to search for Su Ying, and now that purpose has been fulfilled," Ke Qirui said softly.
