Earlier, Su Mo did not let him leave, so he had to stay here obediently.
Now that Su Mo told him to go, even though he knows Su Mo has other intentions, this is his chance.
He immediately bid farewell again, his figure flickered into the courtyard, landed on a flower bud, stepping on dewdrops before flying onto the eaves, and then vanished.
At this moment, Su Mo poured another cup of tea.
The door opened, Yang Xiaoyun stepped inside, picked up the cup of tea, took a sip, and smiled:
"Husband, does drinking tea like this really make it more flavorful?"
"Of course."
Su Mo smiled: "Is everything arranged?"
"Yes."
Yang Xiaoyun said softly:
"Zhou Su has already spread the news that the Beichuan master has appeared alone in Xizhou.
"But, husband... What is the significance of this act?
"If you want to lure out the masters of the Jinglong Association, why not directly reveal Jiang Lan's identity?
"Why just mention the Beichuan master?
