"We don't mind, of course we don't!" Niu San grinned from ear to ear, holding the reins and riding steadily behind Chen Xiaofei as he laughed heartily. His booming laughter seemed capable of shaking the dew right off the surrounding leaves. "I certainly don't mind, but whether Xia Yun minds is another story entirely."
Chen Xiaofei rolled his eyes, gave Niu San a resentful little cuff on the arm, and then turned to Qin Fengxi. "What on earth brought Tower Master Qin to Angzhou? We are all heading to different places—why on earth are you tagging along with us?"
Qin Fengxi raised her hand slightly, her movements as graceful as a dancing immortal. With a slender hand as white as mutton-fat jade, she gently covered her cherry lips and let out a charming chuckle. The crisp, silver-bell-like sound instantly echoed through the surroundings, and even the singing birds on the branches seemed drawn in, falling silent.
Chapter 391