"Your wise words are truly appreciated, Chu Qing. Cao Qiupu is deeply grateful."
"Go."
Chu Qing swung his sleeve and turned away.
Cao Qiupu gave Chu Qing another look, then with a complex expression gazed at Ling Fei in his arms, before finally leaping away.
Halfway there, he used his fingers as a whistle, blowing sharply.
After a short moment, a white horse came galloping swiftly.
Cao Qiupu took a step and landed on the horse.
The white horse carried Cao Qiupu away swiftly…
Now, it was not suitable to stay at Luochun Manor for long, as it was a place of trouble, and Chu Qing's words made him doubt Ling Fei's identity.
If Ling Fei truly was an assassin from the Mirror of Sin, such trouble must not be left at Luochun Manor.
It was best to take her away.
Immediately, under the cover of night, he spurred the white horse, leaving Luochun Manor.
Having traveled seven or eight miles, he passed a mountain hollow.
