Even the onlookers who were eager to watch the fun had their mouths shut and expressions of fear on their faces.
Those who had some friendship with Boss Qiu were trembling all over, and they did not forget to stare at him with reproachful eyes, obviously blaming him.
Why blame him for a good reason?
Before Boss Qiu could understand what was happening, he saw a long knife coming down at his forehead. He was so frightened that his pupils shrank. Before he could scream in fear, the knife suddenly stopped less than an inch away from his forehead, as if it was stopped by some force.
Then he heard a male voice say, "Qiuxiang, forget it. Spare his life. As for the City Lord... I'll go and talk to him clearly and won't let him vent his anger on you."
The voice paused for a moment, then Fang spoke again: "The same goes for you."
Then the sound of kowtows rang out.
The cries of "Thank you, Madam City Lord, for sparing my life" were getting louder and louder, making Boss Qiu dizzy. When his vision finally became clear again, he saw a circle of kneeling heads all around him in the darkness.
The person everyone was kneeling to was actually the human cultivator with a pretty face.
What's going on?
Why are you all kneeling before this human cultivator?
At this moment, Boss Qiu seemed to have lost not only his arms, but also most of his brain, which was completely insufficient. It was not until Qiuxiang kicked him in the stomach, knocked him to the ground, and scolded him coldly for not being grateful and kneeling to thank the City Lord's wife for not killing him, that he suddenly woke up, opened his eyes wide, and looked at Wu Qingchen in disbelief.
The city lord’s wife?
Is this the city lord’s wife?
Their city lord's wife was not only a human cultivator, but also a man... But that didn't matter anymore. What mattered was that he had just shouted at her to kill her and even pointed his finger at her nose...
Thinking about the series of domineering actions he had just taken, Boss Qiu's face turned pale to ashen gray. It was obviously his arm that was injured, and his legs were still intact, but he couldn't even get up. He crawled on the ground, shaking like a sieve.
There was no trace of the arrogance he had just shown.
Seeing him like this, Wu Qingchen knew that asking him to get up at this time would be impossible, so he didn't force him. He walked up to him, stopped, and asked, "How many books about the conversation between me and your city lord do you have in your bookstore?"
"Reply... reply to the City Lord's wife, there is not a single one left!" Boss Qiu lay on the ground, too scared to raise his head, and replied with chattering teeth.
Wu Qingchen frowned slightly upon hearing this, not quite believing it: "No more copies left? How could that be?"
How come the book about him and that giant monster sells so well?
But seeing that the person on the ground was shaking like a wreck and didn't seem like someone who would dare to lie to him, Wu Qingchen could only say, "Alright, if there's nothing, then there's nothing. Don't write about me and your city lord again. Remember?"
"Remember... remember! I know I was wrong, and I promise I will never do that again!"
"Since you admit your mistake, then get up. But your broken arm..."
"This is what the little one deserves!"
“…”
Seeing that the matter here was about to be settled, Shen Qiqi, who had watched a big drama with great interest, hurriedly pulled Xie Beiming, and while no one was paying attention to them, she quietly pulled Xie Beiming away.
After walking halfway down the street, Xie Beiming asked her, "You just helped the City Lord's wife, and you're just walking away like that. Don't you plan on making friends with her?"
Shen Qiqi: "Of course I have to climb up, she is the wife of the city lord, the one who sleeps in the same bed with the city lord."
If we talk about who knows the city lord best, it must be the city lord's wife.
However, there are some etiquettes in making friends.
Shen Qiqi looked around and saw that no one noticed them. Then she lowered her voice and said to Xie Beiming, "Haven't you figured it out yet? This City Lord's wife is a kindhearted person. Although I just saved him, I also killed someone. He must be upset with me and blames me for being too ruthless. If I get close to him now, he'll probably dislike me even more. So I can't take the initiative. I have to let him approach me first."
"That's what you say, but what if he doesn't take the initiative?" Xie Beiming asked.
Shen Qiqi stretched out a finger and waved it, saying with a firm look: "What you are talking about may not exist."
"Are you so confident? What are you relying on?"
"Rely on..." Shen Qiqi frowned, thought for a moment, and said, "Is intuition considered relying on?"
Xie Beiming: "..."
Facts have proven that Shen Qiqi's intuition is very accurate.
The two of them walked halfway down the street and were about to sit down and rest for a while at the teahouse across the street when a voice called out from behind, "Please stay."
Looking back, it was the city lord's wife named Young Master Qingchen.
Three steps behind him was the maid Qiuxiang.
Wu Qingchen whispered something to Qiuxiang. Qiuxiang bit her lip and hesitated. Wu Qingchen raised his hand and pointed to the teahouse in front. Only then did Qiuxiang turn around and leave.
After the maid left, Wu Qingchen walked towards Shen Qiqi and Xie Beiming. When he got there, he didn't act like the city lord's wife. Instead, Shen Qiqi looked panicked and tightly grasped Xie Beiming's hand, as if she was ready to run away at any time if the situation got bad.
Wu Qingchen's eyes fell on the two clasped hands, then looked at Shen Qiqi's frightened and alert expression. He was surprised for a moment, then seemed to react and smiled to comfort Shen Qiqi: "Miss, are you worried that I will hold you accountable because you just killed someone?"
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