Descending the mountain was definitely faster than climbing it, and Ling Feng quickly carried Tang Xiaoqian down to the base of the mountain.
As they approached the village entrance, she patted Ling Feng's back: "Alright, put me down now!"
"Huh? I don't need to carry you home?" Ling Feng asked.
"No need. People might make up stories if they see. It's flat ahead—I can walk on my own!" Tang Xiaoqian replied.
"Alright then."
Ling Feng nodded, crouched down, and gently let her off.
Then he said, "Since you can walk home yourself, Xiaoqian, I won't walk you back."
"No way! I promised I'd thank you properly!"
Tang Xiaoqian, hearing that Ling Feng was about to leave, quickly grabbed his sleeve.
Seeing this, Ling Feng chuckled: "It's really not necessary."
"Not a chance! You must come home with me!" Tang Xiaoqian said firmly, her stubbornness showing as she refused to let go.
"Alright then."
Ling Feng sighed and nodded reluctantly.
