"Do you dare to ask Madam if the matter is finished?" she asked again.

The woman shook her head: "We just arrived here when we encountered a horse thief."

Yang Ruoqing said: "We happen to be going in too. If the woman finds it convenient, we can go together so that we can have someone to look after us on the way. What do you think, madam?"

The woman did not respond immediately, but looked at Luo Fengtang again.

At first glance, she had an illusion.

It’s like turning back twenty years in time...

But now she took a closer look and found that the facial features and eyebrows were somewhat similar to the person in her memory.

But there are still some differences.

Are there really such similar people in the world?

The woman smiled lightly: "Okay, then we will go in together."

The woman ordered two of her men to follow her closely.

She herself carried a double-layered wooden box and walked deep into the canyon with Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang.

"Young man, you saved my life, and I haven't asked you for your surname yet."

On the way, the woman smiled and took the initiative to chat with Luo Fengtang.

Luo Fengtang scratched his head.

"My surname is Luo, and my name is Fengtang." He said.

"Luo Fengtang?"

The woman pondered the name.

The begonia flowers in the wind are beautiful, elegant, yet heroic and domineering.
Chapter completed!