"Hey, Brother Ming is really spoiling that woman now, huh."
Through the vine's perspective, Su Qing saw two people squatting and talking.
'Brother Ming!'
Su Qing narrowed her eyes. It seemed the two men from last time had said the same thing—something about a "Brother Ming." 'Looks like I'm on the right track,' she thought. 'Those two from before are part of the same group as these guys.'
Su Qing didn't make any rash moves. Instead, she listened quietly to their conversation.
"Right? I'd say that woman's got a few tricks up her sleeve. Just a few days ago, Brother Ming didn't think much of her, but now he treats her like a treasure."
"Sigh. That's why they say as long as a woman is resourceful, she can live well no matter what. Not like us, having to risk our lives."
"Exactly. A woman who knows how to act coy really does have it good."
"What, you want to be a woman?"
