Be Careful to Sail a Ship for Ten Thousand Years

Song Zhiyi appeared.

"The mayor is out."

Those people retreated a few steps, but Zhao Shuning merely turned her head back.

Seeing Song Zhi, she heaved a sigh of relief. She finally knew that sometimes, even spittle could drown someone.

"City Lord, we've already advised this lady. She won't leave."

"Mayor, don't be so heartless. Last time, the little butterfly already —"

Zhao Shuning turned her head and said to the rest of them, "Can you stop for a moment?"

Everyone was silent.

Song Zhi looked at Zhao Shuning.

"What did you call me earlier?"

"Song Zhiyi, you little rascal?"

Song Zhi clenched his fists.

"Whose girl are you?"

"I am of the Qinghui Town, but I have another name."

Song Zhi smiled.

"Can you tell me the condition of your family?"

"Five siblings."

"Same father, same mother, same family?"