The two old men's faces twitched; they'd seen shameless people before, but never anyone this shameless. "Whose young lady is this? Hurry up and take her away!"
Yun Qianqian and Mo Qingcheng exchanged a glance, feeling as if they had known each other for a long time.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the two stepped forward, hand in hand, and headed straight for the third floor...
Bai Yueniang and the others: "..."
Onlookers: "..."
The two elderly men, who were ignored, were speechless.
The two had terrifyingly gloomy eyes, and they released their divine senses, locking onto Yun Qianqian and Mo Qingcheng respectively.
As the female manager of Yun Dai Rouge Shop, Yun Qianqian naturally possessed many magical treasures, which were blocked.
Mo Qingcheng smiled faintly, but the smile didn't reach her eyes. "You want to do something to me, instructor?"
He brought trouble upon himself.
As expected, Farmie was taking a beauty nap when he suddenly let out a howl, waved his little paws, and bared his teeth: "Bastard! Damn it!"
"puff!"
The old man whose divine sense locked onto Mo Qingcheng coughed up blood, his face was pale, and his mind seemed to have been emptied. He was in so much pain that he couldn't speak. His hands trembled as he tried to pull out a pill, but it fell to the ground and he couldn't find it anywhere.
It’s over…
Two words flashed through the old man's mind, his vision went black, and he immediately fell into a coma.
There was a commotion downstairs, but the assistant manager quickly came to clean up the mess. The atmosphere on the third floor was warm and peaceful, and the disturbance was not affected at all.
Yun Qianqian's personal maid was leading Bai Yueniang and the others around, while Mo Qingcheng was in the same room with Yun Qianqian, chatting happily.
The two got along so well that they felt like they had known each other for ages.
Yun Qianqian chuckled: "Qingqing, if you ever need my help, just let me know."
"That's right. We finally managed to latch onto a powerful patron, how can we just let go?" Mo Qingcheng raised an eyebrow, took out two bottles of pills from her bosom, and gently placed them on the table.
"Oh? A gift for meeting? My Qingqing is really... tsk tsk... a sixth-grade pill? Where did you steal it from?" Yun Qianqian stood up abruptly, her eyes full of shock.
Mo Qingcheng rolled her eyes: "Is your Qingqing really that down on her luck? It's just a few pills."
"What? Don't tell me you made this pill yourself?" Yun Qianqian stared at Mo Qingcheng with the eyes of someone looking at a monster.
Mo Qingcheng chuckled: "You're overthinking it..."
Yun Qianqian tucked the pill into her bosom and breathed a sigh of relief. She had said it was impossible; how old was Qingqing?
Mo Qingcheng gave him a meaningful look, saying, "I'd be terrified if I told you, but this pill was just something my sweetheart Mu Wanqing casually made, nothing more..."
An hour later, Mo Qingcheng and her group returned laden with their purchases. Yun Qianqian personally saw them off at the door and handed Mo Qingcheng a black card.
Mu Wanqing's eyes darted around as she stepped forward. "Beautiful Aunt, Qing'er has a life-saving gift for you..."
Yun Qianqian was slightly taken aback. A gift to save her life? What does this little girl mean?
Mu Wanqing handed several packets of poison powder to Yun Qianqian and whispered, "Poison powder..."
Yun Qianqian was stunned: "Qing'er, this... Aunt Qianqian can't accept it."
"Hehe... It was given to me by my master, why not take it?" Mu Wanqing tilted her head, looking sly.
Yun Qianqian gasped. Really?
The little girl waved her hand, gave a mischievous look, climbed into the carriage, and disappeared from sight.
Yun Qianqian carefully put away the poison powder, thinking she might need it sometime. In any case, it was a token of the child's affection.
However, Yun Qianqian did not expect that she would soon need to use the trump card that Mu Wanqing had given her, thus escaping death and avoiding disaster.
At Shenshi (3-5 PM), the carriage moved slowly forward. Mo Qingcheng and Shangguan Yichen were still riding horses. Hei Yi was driving the carriage, while Hongyi was barely clinging to life and sat on the edge.
Suddenly, Mo Qingcheng's ears twitched: "Level 2 alert!"
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