Chapter 135 Feel free to entrust things to her
Qiao Mei was walking along just fine, but because of Ao Cang's little dragon claw grab, she suddenly stopped in her tracks as if she had been frozen in place by a spell.
Cong Lie turned to look at her, puzzled, and noticed that her exposed earlobes were a little red. He asked her, "What's wrong?"
"No, let's keep going, it's just a bit hot in here."
The outside temperature was still a bit damp and cool because of the recent rain. The air conditioning in the auction house was on full blast, so it was indeed a bit hot inside. Cong Lie didn't think much of it.
After nodding, he led Qiao Mei out of the underground auction house and back to the gambling den.
Not long after the two left, the appraiser came out, clutching his neck. He squinted, opened his personal terminal, and dialed a number on it, saying, "The young man who sold the blood has sent someone back to redeem it. It's a girl who looks to be just over eighteen, but her face is covered up very well, and a special instrument has been used to blur her face. We can't see her real appearance. What should we do?"
"Who did she come with?"
"Judging from Cong Lie's appearance, his master has tacitly approved of this matter."
The person on the other end, whose voice was encrypted, chuckled softly upon hearing this and gave the appraiser a hint.
"Then investigate thoroughly who is qualified to get Wu Jianhui's help, and also the gambling den. Send some people over there now to keep an eye on things and get information about that little girl and that silver-haired boy who sells blood as soon as possible. If he reappears, don't hesitate to use that thing on him and bring him here."
"yes."
The sky outside was even more gloomy than before, with dark clouds looming over the black market.
Just like Cong Lie's current mood.
He closed the doors and windows, turned on the jamming device, and made sure no one could hear anything inside before frowning and looking at Qiao Mei, asking her who had asked her to help retrieve the blood.
"The effects of blood are truly astonishing. Once people find out where that blood came from, whether you are the one who helped redeem the blood or the one who sold it, you will be in for a lot of trouble. There is a saying that goes, 'A common man is innocent, but he is guilty of possessing a treasure.' Haven't you heard of that?"
Qiao Mei knew this, of course, but she still wanted to take the risk for Ao Cang's sake.
Instead of asking Cong Lie where the blood came from, she asked him if there was any way to get the blood back for her.
"It's hard to say. This matter involves the royal family and the federal army. I need to consult my master first. Besides, that bottle of blood may not still be in the auction house. The item is so valuable, the person guarding it must be quite powerful. This matter needs to be considered carefully."
This was one of the outcomes Qiao Mei had anticipated, so she wasn't too disappointed after hearing Cong Lie's words.
Instead, he glanced seriously at the little black dragon hidden in her clothes, his heart filled with worry.
"Right now, you should leave here as soon as possible. The auction house may already have people watching you. If you stay here, it will be very dangerous."
After Cong Lie finished speaking, he activated his personal computer bracelet and called several strong-looking men with a murderous aura to act as bodyguards for Qiao Mei and escort her out of the black market.
However, before that, he added her personal computer ID so that he could contact her later.
After this incident, Qiao Mei was even less able to use Ao Cang's black card, which contained 30 million interstellar coins.
That night, she looked at the silver-haired boy lying on her lap like a docile kitten, her crimson eyes overflowing with worry.
She used to dream of finding an opportunity to show him off in front of everyone, so they could be together openly and honestly, but now...
Looking at the worried girl, Ao Cang assumed she was still troubled by those few drops of dragon blood, so he scratched her palm with his finger and comforted her: "An'an, it's okay if we don't get those few drops of dragon blood back. As for that black card, if you really don't want to use it, just leave it. I don't want to see you unhappy because of these things."
Qiao Mei's worries now extended beyond just the dragon blood. She looked at the silver-haired boy who was clinging to her waist even tighter and sighed.
“It’s not because of these things. I’m very worried about the potential threats you might face if you appear in public later. There will always be a day when you can appear in the public eye like a normal person. If these things force you to continue hiding in the dark, I will feel very guilty.”
She blamed herself for being too impulsive; she hadn't even figured out what was going on at the auction house before seeking help to forcibly take back the dragon blood.
She wasn't like this before she met Ao Cang...
"So that's how it is..." The boy was moved, and opened the small hand that he had been holding in his large hand, interlacing his fingers with hers.
"Then have you forgotten that I'm not actually that weak, and that I need you to protect me in everything? If you care a lot about what they think of me, I can erase their memories of me directly, and I can do much more."
Qiao Mei squeezed Ao Cang's hand back and sighed again.
She touched her forehead to his, the lingering worry in her bloodshot eyes concealed by her closing them: "I know, but your physical condition isn't good right now. Using your own strength will definitely cause you a lot of pain, right? I don't want to see you in pain, so just leave things to me for now, okay?"
Ao Cang wanted to say that he was experiencing those pains every moment, and he didn't feel anything about them.
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