Xiao Mo shook his head. "Today's lesson was indeed rather complex. It wasn't easy to understand, so it's not your fault, Miss."
"See? See? I thought so too," Tushan Jing Ci agreed, nodding.
"Well then, Miss, shall we head back?" Xiao Mo said.
"Aww... go back...?"
Tushan Jing Ci fidgeted with her sleeves and pursed her lips. Her eyes darted about, showing just how much she didn't want to go back.
After a long moment, an idea seemed to strike Tushan Jing Ci. Her eyes suddenly lit up, and she looked up at Xiao Mo. "Xiao Mo, come with me to Cold Mountain City, will you?"
"Cold Mountain City? Do you need to buy something, Miss?" Xiao Mo asked in confusion.
"Sort of. Let's go."
Without waiting for Xiao Mo to refuse, Tushan Jing Ci had already taken flight toward Cold Mountain City.
They arrived at Cold Mountain City.
Xiao Mo and Tushan Jing Ci walked along the bustling streets.
Tushan Jing Ci was so beautiful that every passerby—man or woman, young or old—turned to look at her.
