Until they approached the road to the Mountain God Temple, the young girl pulled the reins and stopped moving forward.
"Cousin, I must say goodbye now," she said.
Zhao Rong chuckled, spurred his horse, and was about to leave.
Ren Yingying, weighed down with worries, saw him riding away without looking back, so she called out, "Hey!" to stop him.
"Yes?"
Zhao Rong turned back and said, "I have already given you the Guangling San and the Blood Vomiting Scores."
"You don't want those two paintings as well, do you?"
Ren Yingying did not take the bait but suddenly asked, "Do you know what is happening in Mei Manor?"
"What are you talking about?" Zhao Rong had long noticed her brooding silence.
"You can't fool me with the words you said when you left Mei Manor," said the girl, her brows slightly furrowed, "are you planning to oppose me again?"
"You are thinking too much," he replied.
Ren Yingying snorted: