The two women, having just left the Courier Pavilion, stopped before fully walking away and turned to look back.
"What's the matter?"
Zhao Lingfei asked softly, curious as she looked at the person approaching.
It was the attendant she had tipped not long ago for flattering words.
The sycophant attendant smiled and said:
"Fairy Zhao, just as you left, the pavilion received a small batch of message delivery flying swords. This is the last batch of urgent flying swords today, and among them, there happens to be a letter addressed to you. Haha, what a coincidence... I originally planned to notify you to pick it up tomorrow, but seeing that you hadn't gone far, I saved you the trouble for tomorrow and hurried here to inform you."
"Another letter for me?"
Zhao Lingfei was a bit curious. After thinking for a moment, she couldn't help but ask, "Could you tell me... where it was sent from?"
