<h4>Chapter 62: Speak the Truth</h4>


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    “It’s indeed her!”


    Chu Sihan smiled.


    He looked at Chu Yun and asked, “Are the valuables safe?”


    “Lord, don’t worry. We have the valuables.”


    Chu Sihan nodded and said impatiently, “Go and treat your wound. I’ll find her.”


    Chu Yun nodded. He had dodged in time earlier, so the sword only scratched his skin. It did not hurt his bones or tendons.


    Chu Sihan shed past and disappeared into the dark night.


    After seeing Chu Sihan’s silhouette faintly, Lu Sheng immediately escaped the scene.


    As it was an urgent matter earlier, she did not feel anything. Now that she had calmed down, her mind was in a mess.


    The man’s fair and strong chest kept appearing in her mind, and she could not help but feel embarrassed.


    “Miss Lu.”


    A deep male voice traveled over, giving her a shock.


    She turned her head and saw a slender figure standing in the dark.


    “How... did you know it was me?”


    In the dark, a smile appeared on Chu Sihan’s handsome face.


    He walked towards her step by step. As he walked, he said, “When we were at the inn, I had already suspected that it was you. When I was unconscious, I seemed to have heard your voice calling me. It’s just that I never dared to confirm it, until just now when Chu Yun told me that you used the Skill of Puppetry.”


    It turned out that he was not possessed. Instead, the beautiful woman whom he had yearned for was really beside him.


    Lu Sheng, who had her identity exposed, felt a bit embarrassed.


    She coughed lightly and exined, “I... I was just curious, so I followed you here to take a look. I didn’t expect you to be so careless as to fall for such a low-level trick.”


    Chu Sihan nodded. “You’re right. I was too careless this time. If not for you, I might not even know how I died.”


    Thankfully, those people only came for the riches, not his life.


    It seemed like these people were not Chu Silin’s men.


    Afraid that he would ask more questions, Lu Sheng quickly changed the topic. “I saved the Lord again. How are you going to thank me?”


    “How do you want me to thank you?” he asked.


    There seemed to be a hint of anticipation in his voice.


    Lu Sheng only felt that she had heard wrongly. She coughed lightly and pretended to mumble, “Why don’t you give me another thousand taels?”


    The smile on Chu Sihan’s handsome face froze, and a hint of disappointment shed across his eyes.


    “Miss Lu, are you going to feed the mosquitoes here?”


    Lu Sheng scanned her surroundings. It was only then that she realized she had escaped to the forest in a moment of folly.


    “Let’s return to the courier station.”


    After a moment of silence, Chu Sihan spoke again.


    Seeing that he turned around, Lu Sheng hurried after him.


    When the both of them returned to the courier statio, Chu Yun had already cleaned his wound and changed into a clean set of clothes.


    “Lord has returned.”


    He scanned the girl beside him and looked questioningly at Chu Sihan.


    Chu Sihan did not answer him but instructed lightly, “Go out first and don’t let anyone get close to here.”


    “Yes.”


    When Chu Yun passed by Lu Sheng, he paused for a while before walking past her and out the door.


    After the door closed, Lu Sheng took off her draper hat and stared fixedly at Chu Sihan with her almond-shaped eyes.


    “Sit.”


    Chu Sihan walked to the tea table and sat down. After gesturing for her to sit, he picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea for her and himself.


    “Thank you, Lord.”


    Lu Sheng reached out to receive the teacup before thanking him.


    “Why are you here?” he asked, raising an eyebrow.


    “I...”


    “Speak the truth.”


    She was about to speak when he added this sentence sternly.