Rong Yan looked at Hu Dao, "You mean someone is after you... and they’ll be here soon?"
Hu Dao: ...
Could this be so openly discussed?
He looked towards his own master.
Qin Ye glared at him, "Miss Rong is asking you! Just tell the truth."
Then, feeling that his words had not fully conveyed his intent, he quickly added, "From now on, Miss Rong’s words are as if they were my own."
After hearing this, Hu Dao looked up in surprise... Did his master mean—to give Miss Rong the powers of a future princess?
His expression became solemn, and he showed far more respect to Rong Yan.
"Prin..." He almost called her "Princess" but managed to swallow the other word just in time. "In response to Miss Rong’s question, indeed, there are people out to kill us. Our men are disrupting the routes here, but they probably won’t last long. We need to leave here quickly."
At the moment, Rong Yan’s face betrayed no hint of her inner thoughts.
She understood what he meant... that was that Qin Ye had set her up. If she and her brother didn’t follow him... would they become the ones being pursued?
She cast a sidelong glance at him.
What she wanted was his money, but it turned out he was after her life.
Qin Ye met her gaze, and he couldn’t feel more guilty.
"Miss Rong, how about... we leave after we finish eating?"
Rong Yan arched an eyebrow, "And what about the one thousand taels? Are you planning to go back on your word?"
Qin Ye immediately responded, "No, I will use this to give..."
He removed a jade pendant from his waist.
"This could be worth ten thousand silver taels, and I’ll use it in place of giving it to Manager Hao..."
Rong Yan glanced at the jade pendant; she actually had seen it when she was applying medicine to him before, but at that time, she thought it represented his identity... remembering how he had been chopped up.
To keep this jade pendant—if it was recognized, wouldn’t that be trouble?
So she didn’t take it.
As he handed over the jade pendant... the action was nothing if not decisive.
"Miss Rong... are you here to find me?"
In Rong Yan’s hand were silver taels; using her sleeve to cover up, she pulled out a bag containing one thousand silver taels from her "space."
She had already packed it up in her "space" in case of emergencies, wrapping a few small parcels like this.
Thus, she handed the small package directly to Manager Hao in front of her.
"Manager Hao, here are one thousand silver taels. Take this to buy grain for those refugees. Also, there’s no need to prepare the rest of the dishes in the kitchen; we have to leave."
Since someone was after them, staying here any longer... they might bring trouble to the inn. Better to leave early.
Manager Hao was startled to hear she was leaving.
"So soon?" It would be better to eat before leaving!
Rong Yan simply said, "There’s a trouble, so we part ways here."
After a slight nod, she turned and walked out.

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