Xiao Ninger nodded and left to prepare the silver.
With nothing more to do, Hong Yiting exited the hall and headed back to the caravan.
The moment her friends saw her, their faces lit up.
Hong Yiting felt the same joy, but restrained herself. She couldn't run over—that would ruin their image. Instead, she walked forward slowly, each step feeling painfully stiff.
"So? How did it go?" Gao Yuanyuan asked anxiously.
"It was successful," Hong Yiting said with a bright smile. "I didn't fail him."
He Jie and Gao Yuanyuan's eyes lit up as they rushed forward and hugged her.
"You did well! You really did!"
"Mmm… I just got lucky," Hong Yiting replied shyly.
Thirty minutes later, all the grain had been unloaded.
Hong Yiting, after receiving the silver from Xiao Ninger, was given a warm farewell as they departed from the Xiao family.
Long after they disappeared from sight, Xiao Ninger turned to Gu Xin.
"Xin'er, I want all available information on the Silverwing Merchants."
