Mu Jianping made several concessions, yet Ding Ling was walking faster and faster.
She watched as Ding Ling's distance from her grew farther and farther.
She mustered all her strength to run but still couldn't catch up.
Helplessly.
She could only ride her horse to catch up quickly, yet found that no matter how fast she rode, she couldn't match Ding Ling's pace, always two positions behind him.
She was shocked in her heart and couldn't help but speak more.
"Hero, Hero. What's your name?"
"Ding Ling."
"Oh, that sounds familiar. I seem to have heard it somewhere. Hero, Hero, you must be a very famous person in Jianghu, right?"
"Perhaps."
"Wow. So... Hero, can you help me find my brother?"
"No."
"..."
...
In the course of their questions and answers.
The two stepped into Qingyun Town one after the other.
It was already late.
Ding Ling was in no rush for now.
After all, he had stayed in the Three Kingdoms for two years.
Delaying a day or two was no big deal.
