She might have looked like a naive, sweet girl, but she was actually remarkably perceptive and quick-witted. The moment Song Changsheng opened his mouth, she had already guessed what he was about to say.
"If you're also here to stop me from leaving the mountain, you can leave now," Song Qingxing said coolly, turning his face to the side.
Song Changsheng smiled faintly and sat down on a stone bench under the Cyan Plum Tree. He looked at him unhurriedly and said, "Can you tell me why you want to leave the mountain?"
"To get stronger, of course," Song Qingxing answered without hesitation. The little girl beside him nodded vigorously in agreement.
"And do you have a detailed plan? You can't just leave the mountain and wander around aimlessly, can you?"
"I have my own plans for that. You don't need to concern yourself," Song Qingxing said confidently.
Song Changsheng didn't look at him, however. Instead, he turned his gaze to Song Qingxi, who was standing to the side.
