Feng Yexuan had returned.
"Where is Ziyue?" Chu Qianli asked, somewhat uneasy.
Had he just abandoned Long Ziyue like that? Not escorting her back to the camp?
"She's with Fu Long, she's safe."
Feng Yexuan was leaning on the table nearby, staring at her face.
For some reason, he suddenly cursed, "Stupid woman."
Chu Qianli was taken aback, and then, her forehead creased with frustration.
"Hero, what's the reason for cursing out of the blue?"
"Aren't you one?" Feng Yexuan raised an eyebrow.
With a face full of grievances, Chu Qianli said, "Hero, I don't want to argue."
After a moment of thought, her eyes suddenly lit up, "Loyal Brother, did you know my identity all along? Then... the token of my mother... did you give it to me on purpose?"
That night, she just noticed the token hanging on his waist and asked him for it.