"Yes!"
Mr. Meng straightened his chest, accepted the order, and quickly turned to the stable to lead the horse.
Han Lei said no more, turning to instruct Ping Chuan.
"Ping Chuan, time waits for no one. Quickly go prepare, we must immediately head to Yong'an City to find Zhao Zun!"
"Yes! I obey the order."
Ping Chuan nodded excitedly in agreement, running to his room, while Han Lei hurried to Zhao Ling'er's room.
Soon, Ping Chuan and Han Lei returned to the spacious courtyard.
The dim lantern light scattered on the bluestone slabs, reflecting their resolute figures.
Ping Chuan donned the battle armor that shone with a cold luster once more, while Han Lei changed into a camouflage combat uniform, with paint already applied to her face.
They met in the garden, exchanging smiles.
The old lady and Zhao Ling'er, along with the servants in the courtyard, stared wide-eyed at Han Lei as if seeing her for the first time.
