At the entrance of Biyou Village, a man with yellow hair and side-swept bangs was sitting on a stone stool, staring longingly down the path leading out of the village, his eyes filled with eager anticipation.
"What are you looking at, Zihuan? Fu Rong just went out to stroll around the market for a bit, she's not going to get lost."
Seeing Ding Zihuan planted right there since early morning, Jin Yong couldn't help teasing him.
Chapter 238