'A vague impression formed.'
'Oh, it was the woman who had nearly shot her with an arrow and then demanded she pick it up and return it.'
Then, five more people emerged from behind the woman.
As it happened, Su Ye had met three of them before.
They were the ones she had encountered on the boat the day she'd gone to pick Golden Seeking Grass.
Yang Xuan, Xue Liang, and the woman in fiery red clothes whom she had fought before.
The other two had calm, steady demeanors and wore matching outfits. They were clearly under orders to protect these four young masters and ladies.
Yang Xuan toyed with a folding fan, striking a debonair pose.
He smiled at Xue Liang beside him and said,
"I can't believe you were right. You really managed to catch her just by waiting here."
Xue Liang ignored Yang Xuan. With his hands clasped behind his back, he said,
"Young City Lord, we meet again."
Su Ye rubbed her temples, a faint, strained smile pulling at the corners of her lips.
