The strong man was slightly stunned and asked in confusion: "How do you know?"
"Mo Chen didn't steal it!" Jiang Xiaohuang put her hands on her hips and said confidently, "I took the bead! I saw it was round and I thought it was stuffing for steamed buns, so I just took it away!"
After hearing what she said, everyone looked at each other in disbelief.
Mo Chen was also stunned. Looking at Jiang Xiaohuang's serious expression, he almost couldn't help laughing out loud.
The burly man obviously didn't believe her and snorted coldly, "Nonsense!"
"I'm not kidding!" Jiang Xiaohuang said, pulling out a cloth bag from her bosom and carefully opening it. Inside lay a dazzling bead, emitting a mysterious and enchanting light. It was the legendary Nine-Curved Linked Bead. "Look, is this it? I was wondering why the bun filling was so hard."
When the strong man saw the beads, greed flashed in his eyes and he immediately ordered without hesitation: "Catch them!"
Seeing this, Mo Chen grabbed Jiang Xiaohuang's hand and turned to run. The two of them rushed around the Demon Cult's main hall like two panicked deer, trying to find a chance to escape. As Jiang Xiaohuang ran, she kept shouting, "Hey! Do you have any buns here? I'm starving!"
Mo Chen was at a loss for words, thinking that even at this critical moment of life and death, she was still thinking about Baozi.
They ran all the way and unknowingly arrived at a large hall. The door was closed, and above it was the words "Training Room". Jiang Xiaohuang was so hungry that she was dizzy and a little confused. She mistook this place for the kitchen and kicked the door open without thinking.
With a loud bang, the door was kicked open. The demon elders who were concentrating on practicing inside were startled by the sudden movement. They turned their heads, glared at them, and shouted in unison: "How dare you!"
Jiang Xiaohuang looked at the people inside with a bewildered look on her face. She asked doubtfully, "Are you the bun maker? Where are the buns?"
The elders were stunned by her question, and the expressions on their faces froze instantly, as if they had heard something incredible.
Mo Chen hurried forward and explained repeatedly: "Seniors, I'm really sorry, she was confused because of hunger, and she didn't mean to offend you."
Just when the atmosphere was tense to the extreme, a majestic and deep voice sounded from behind everyone: "Stop it."
Everyone turned around to see an old man in a black robe slowly walk in with steady steps. His face was stern, his eyes were deep, and he exuded an aura of authority without even being angry. He was the leader of the Demon Cult. His gaze fell on Jiang Xiaohuang and Mo Chen, finally stopping at the Nine-Curved Linked Bead.
"Mo Chen, do you admit your guilt?" The leader's voice echoed in the hall like a loud bell.
Mo Chen knelt down with a plop and said sincerely, "I know my crime, but I took the beads to save my mother."
It turns out that Mo Chen is the young master of the Demonic Cult. His mother was secretly poisoned by her enemies and is on the verge of death. The only antidote to the poison is hidden in the Nine-Curved Linked Pearl. To save his mother's life, he took the risk of stealing the sacred object.
Jiang Xiaohuang was deeply moved after hearing Mo Chen's explanation. She immediately stood up and said with courage, "Grandpa Master, Mo Chen is a good man. He took the beads to save his mother. Please forgive him!"
The leader looked at Jiang Xiaohuang, then turned his gaze to Mo Chen, and was silent for a moment. Suddenly, a smile appeared on his face, and he said slowly, "What a sharp-tongued girl. Considering that you dared to break into my Demon Cult headquarters and were still obsessed with steamed buns, I will let this matter go."
Jiang Xiaohuang's eyes suddenly lit up, and she asked in surprise, "Really? That bun..."
The leader smiled helplessly and said, "The kitchen is in the back, go get it yourselves."
So, not only did Jiang Xiaohuang and Mo Chen not receive any punishment, but they even had a hearty meal at the Demon Cult's main hall. Jiang Xiaohuang looked at the steaming, fragrant buns before her, sighed contentedly, and said, "Although these buns may not be the best in the world, they taste pretty good."
Mo Chen couldn't help but smile at her contented expression. He knew that ever since he met this girl who loved buns, his once uneventful journey in the martial arts world had become completely different, filled with unexpected surprises and warmth...
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