Imperial City Sword Tiger, Huang Zhihu (2)

"It's not that I want to criticize you, but you're the heir apparent. Do you have to do it yourself?"

Huang Zhihu muttered as she boarded the carriage.

"Come, give me a smile."

"Get lost. I'm not in the mood today."

After the carriage left, Zuo Yuting said worriedly, "From the start of the Mystic Sun Guards' reserve commander trial, Zhihu goes out almost every day and comes back covered in blood."

"I wonder if she's lucky or unlucky to be the shopkeeper's adopted daughter…"

Hearing her words, Shao Datian said in a clear voice, "It's naturally a blessing that Young Master allowed her to have the ability to kill."

Zuo Lin nodded and looked up, suddenly stunned.

"Young Master…"

Who else could it be but the former manager of the Alchemy Destiny Pavilion, Han Muye, who was slowly walking over under the afterglow of the setting sun?

"Fish?