Capturing the Leader

Fan Zijin ate the snacks with a wooden expression and ignored Mu Yangling's gentle gaze. He felt that he'd only tugged at Mu Yangling's sleeve and cried just now entirely because his mind was still muddled. He thought that he was still dreaming. Otherwise, why would he do such an embarrassing thing?

Mu Yangling knew what he was thinking, but this didn't stop her from looking at him happily. The stone that had been hanging in her heart was finally lifted. How could losing face be more important than one's life?

Yanmo carefully moved over and said, "Master, I've already asked Master Zhou to count the number of people. We can go down the mountain when His Highness is here."