The red-clad youth stretched out his arms, yawned lazily, looked below, and said leisurely: "You do have a point. I'll hold off for now. Anyway, this person below, even if they run, won't get far."
"Once we deal with Ouyang Guiyuan and the Sword Servant, we'll chop off the sacrificial sword in passing."
The woman said:
"It's best that you can think this way."
"Being able to endure signifies progress. When we return, I'll put in a good word for you in front of the Valley Master."
The red-clad youth sneered, indifferent.
.........
"Young man, here are your fried pastries and a large pot of cold tea."
"And this too, shredded pickles. These pickled chunks are homemade, best for accompanying meals. Enjoy at your leisure."
