Merit

Fifteen minutes later, Hong Luan and Su Xiaoxiao came out of the forest one after another.

Hong Luan presented the things she had found to Jing Yi with both hands. "Please take a look, Young Marquis."

Jing Yi opened the handkerchief and took a look. "Pancake?"

"Yes," Hong Luan said. "I only found this."

Jing Yi looked coldly at the two black-clothed guards at the side.

The two of them frowned!

The square-faced man said, "Young Marquis, I really saw it! It's indeed what we've been looking for!"

"What about you?" Jing Yi asked another person.

Another person recalled carefully and said, "It looks like it to me."

Hong Luan was unhappy. "What do you mean? Are you suspecting that I missed it, or are you suspecting that I'm protecting her?"

Hong Luan was a hidden guard and was good at qinggong and concealment. Her vigilance and meticulousness were not something ordinary experts could compare to.