Xiaomi shook her head, "I'm not a three-year-old child, tattling about everything. Zhang An is at most annoying, just ignore him."
This matter was just mentioned to Wei Ziang a couple of times.
Because of the swordsmanship, they communicated more often. Every evening when Wei Ziang returned, as long as Xiaomi hadn't overslept her nap, they would take a walk around the courtyard.
At this time, they would usually use the excuse of taking a walk or looking for pigweed to share some swordsmanship experiences.
Zhang An's matter was inadvertently brought up during this time.
Wei Ziang smiled slightly, didn't say much, just held Xiaomi's hand and led her home.
"I haven't been going to school the past few days, haven't you been talking about wanting to go up the mountain? I can go with you."
