The night was dim, and Yu Rongling sneaked to the back mountain.
"Brother Ling, you indeed have come." A voluptuous silhouette emerged from behind a rock and approached Yu Rongling.
Yu Rongling shivered from head to toe, "Don't call me that so intimately, or I'll ignore you."
"But you used to let me call you that. You even got mad when I refused." Liu Hongluan pouted with a face of grievance, then compromised upon seeing Yu Rongling's annoyance, "Alright, Rongling, where's the snake corpse I asked you to bring?"
"Here, take it! I scoured seven or eight mountain tops to find this freshly dead snake, it was no easy task." Yu Rongling handed Liu Hongluan a red snake's dead body.
Liu Hongluan's face turned blue, "But what I wanted was... Yun Hao's snake corpse. This... is too different. Such an ordinary little snake, I could catch on my own..."
