C677 What Did I Do for Her?

At this moment, a carriage was moving steadily along the road. The driver, with a scruffy beard and a face weathered by travel, had eyes that were sharp and alert. It was Yan.

As the day was drawing to a close, Yan gave a meaningful glance to Little Seven, who was riding alongside on horseback. Little Seven snapped his whip and galloped ahead.

In about half an hour, he returned. "Sir