They arrived outside Li City.
Only then did Xie Luohe speak. "I, Xie Luohe, never go back on my word."
Zheng Xiu said, "You mean..."
As they were stabling their horses at the Post Station, Xie Luohe leaped lightly from her saddle.
She skipped ahead of him, her back turned as she said in a light and cheerful tone, "Don't play dumb, Scholar. You know exactly what I'm talking about."
The somber look on Zheng Xiu's face was a jarring contrast to Xie Luohe's current cheerfulness.
Back at the inn.
An elderly Physician, drenched in sweat, was walking out of the inn.
The two of them froze at the sight. The moment they stepped inside, they were met with Xie Yunliu's full-throated howling.
"Dammit! Is that bastard surnamed Lou dead or not?! If he's not, I'll crawl over there right now and give him a couple of good punches!"
It was Xie Yunliu's voice.
