Kneel down!

These two words seemed to carry immense power and a strong, oppressive aura, spreading outwards like waves from Nan Xian's center.

Gray Wolf felt as if he had been struck by an invisible hammer, his entire spinal cord went numb, and intense pain exploded within him. He howled in pain and collapsed to the ground, unable to move.

The group of bodyguards at the back of the corridor all stopped in their tracks, involuntarily dropped their weapons, and then one after another knelt down on the ground with a thud.

They tried to stand up, but their knees felt like they were glued to the floor, and they couldn't get up at all! It hurt like a thousand needles were pricking them!

Then look at your boss—he looks like a dead wolf!

They looked at Nan Xian with horrified expressions, as if they had seen a ghost, and cursed Qi Maojin in their hearts—

Those bastards deserve to die a horrible death! They must have offended some powerful and cunning old lady, who has brought them so much trouble!

They were unaware that they were only enduring less than one percent of the pressure from the ancient guardian spirit. If Nan Xian's entire soul had returned, they would be dead by now!

The golden light in Nan Xian's eyes gradually dimmed. She came to her senses, rubbed her throbbing temples, and was immediately dumbfounded when she saw the bizarre situation in front of her.

What's going on here?

Wasn't that wolf demon just about to kill me? Why is it suddenly lying motionless on the ground? And why are all the bodyguards kneeling, looking at me with trepidation and as if I were a demon?!

The commotion outside was so loud that people in the two private rooms had already opened their doors and were peeking out to check the situation. Seeing this, Nan Xian didn't even have time to recall what had happened during the few seconds she was distracted. She grabbed a handkerchief to cover the lower half of her face and quickly fled the "crime scene".

When the management staff of Shixi Building rushed to the scene after learning of the riot and arrived on the second floor, they were all shocked and frightened by what they saw.

Why the fear?

These bodyguards were all personally selected by the First Leader. They were all extraordinary individuals, especially the wolf demon, whose strength was among the best in the demon realm.

But in just a few breaths, he was nearly killed by a woman of unknown origin! He is still unconscious!

Upon seeing the group of black-clad bodyguards kneeling neatly on the ground, the lobby manager of Shixi Building couldn't help but gasp, momentarily panicked and at a loss.

"How...how could this happen!" He exclaimed, his face pale. "Quickly, inform the master!"

Amidst the chaos, Nan Xian seized the opportunity and rushed up to the third floor.

As soon as she went up, two guards spotted her and rushed over with their weapons.

Nan Xian was prepared; she waved her hands and threw out two magical treasures.

After a plume of smoke, two heavy thuds were heard as the guards landed. One covered his eyes and screamed, "I'm blind! I'm blind!" while the other frantically tore at his clothes, yelling, "It itches! It itches!"

Nan Xian had no intention of actually hurting anyone, especially innocent people. She would not attack them unless absolutely necessary. These two magical artifacts were the weakest of the offensive magical weapons that Diao Yu had given her. In his words, they were "little gadgets to mess with people." One would blind someone, and the other would make someone feel unbearably itchy all over. However, these were all temporary and would return to normal after ten minutes.

She clasped her hands together and apologized to the two guards, then hurried toward the private room where the woman who had bought the jade screen was.

The door to the private room was covered with a membrane that resembled a barrier. She stopped, hesitated for half a second, and tentatively extended a finger to touch it, her movements extremely cautious.

The membrane feels like jelly—soft, bouncy, slightly cool, and resilient.

Feeling no danger, she grew bolder and pressed her entire palm against it.

The membrane suddenly hardened, and several invisible currents surged from the four corners, but were instantly dispersed by the faint golden light emanating from Nan Xian's palm just before they were about to touch her.

"Pop," like the sound of a bubble being popped, the membrane disappears.

Nan Xian was surprised for a moment—it opened so easily?

She pushed the door open and entered.

The people in the private room all looked at her.

Nan Xian immediately noticed the person sitting on the sofa—a cheongsam, long hair, and a mask—it was the person she was looking for!

Is it Ruizhu?

The woman turned around at the sound, frowning as she scrutinized Nan Xian. Seeing that she was dressed as a waitress but had her hair down and was covering her face with a handkerchief, her tone immediately turned cold: "Who are you? How did you get in?"

As she spoke, several guards inside the room stood guard in front of her.

"Don't misunderstand, I mean no harm!" Nan Xian smiled, then realized that she was currently blocking half of her face, so she raised her hands to indicate that she had no weapon. "I just wanted to ask, do you—still sell porcelain?"

If this person really is Ruizhu, then she should be able to understand since I've hinted at it to this extent, right?

There was a moment of silence in the private room after these words were spoken.

Nan Xian looked at her with expectant eyes.

The woman raised an eyebrow, stared at Nan Xian with a strange expression for a long time, and then waved the guard away.

The guards listened to her very well, and soon they all left the private room, closing the door behind them.

The woman stood up and took a few steps closer to Nan Xian.

"I sell everything. Which kind of porcelain are you referring to?"

Nan Xian: "The kind with white elephant patterns drawn on it."

The woman raised the corners of her lips, raised her hand, and slowly removed her mask.

Even with heavy makeup, her eyebrows and eyes still belong to Ruizhu!

Nan Xian's face immediately lit up with a delighted smile, but the next second, the smile froze—

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