Meng Qianqian returned to the group's camp with Ya'er, and Mo Yi had already set up the tent.
Shan Cheng sat leisurely on a small stool, fanning himself with a palm-leaf fan he had acquired from somewhere.
"The Divine Doctor is back. How is it? Did you figure out a way to escape?"
He asked with a straightforward smile.
Ya'er looked at Meng Qianqian with some surprise.
Meng Qianqian replied calmly, "Do you think I would tell you if I found out?"
Shan Cheng smiled.
Mo Yi passed by and glared at Meng Qianqian with hostility, "I've always said this woman should be silenced and her martial arts abolished."
Meng Qianqian chuckled, "What, thinking of making me your plaything?"
Mo Yi choked furiously, "Shameless!"
Shan Cheng laughed, "Alright, Mo Yi, by now you should've realized you can't outmatch her in an argument."
"Who wants to argue with him?"
Mo Yi said irritably and walked away without turning back.
