“Luo Yun, summon Zhu Meng. Let’s hear what just happened.”

Luo Yun was just about to execute his orders when the lady said, “Bingfeng, you already promised to ignore mundane affairs. That group is only a couple hundred men short, what’s the point of worrying?”

Luo Yun said, “That group was founded by the city lord himself, many of his old brethren remain today.”

The woman gazed at Luo Bingfeng in silence.

Luo Bingfeng wanted to speak, but he said nothing in the end after glancing at her. He waved at Luo Yun with a sigh, saying, “You can go as well, no need to report if there’s nothing important.”

A helpless Luo Yun performed a salute and left.

Only at this point did the lady reveal a smile. She lifted his sleeves and picked up two pieces of a broken vase from the ground. Following a gentle caress of her hands, the broken pottery miraculously became whole again. She glared at Luo Bingfeng, saying, “Come help me, unless you want to sleep in the rain tonight?”

The roof was duly repaired after a moment of work. The lady glanced at Luo Bingfeng’s expression and, patting him lightly on the...