Zhao Xiaoyue ignored Wala, so Yu Muqi dared not say anything more.
Zhao Xiaoyue had already drunk several cups of tea; the other party had given her a thorough dressing-down.
While Zhao Xiaoyue was drinking tea, Vara became very curious: Who was this little child? How could he be the person that Master He wanted to see? Wasn't he supposed to be meeting the Hunter's Helmsman and Master Pu today?
Looking up at Yu Muqi, who was holding the white dress, he wondered, "Is this the Hunter at the helm? Or is it Master Pu?"
Zhao Xiaoyue was in a real hurry to use the restroom, and with a sullen face, she asked, "Excuse me, can I use the restroom?"
Vala, clutching his weapons, said, "Release our men and let them go."
Yu Muqi looked at Zhao Xiaoyue, who said in a friendly manner, "Oh dear, look at my memory, I forgot, I'm so sorry!"
Then, turning to Yu Muqi, he said, "Hey, why are you holding onto someone's family when you're a guest in their home? Let go, let go!"
At Zhao Xiaoyue's prompting, Yu Muqi gave the hostage a hard shove, and the woman in white rushed towards Wala.
But if we could just ignore the distorted face of the woman in the white dress...
Vara couldn't hold her back, and the woman in the white dress felt like she wanted to die. At first, she had a stomachache, but now her whole body ached. She couldn't speak and could only roll around on the ground like a maggot.
After Zhao Xiaoyue finished using the restroom, before he even arrived, she casually glanced at Yu Muqi's watch and said, "If he keeps twisting around for another half hour, he'll be beyond saving."
Vara's face turned ugly, just then a deep laugh rang out.
"Hahaha, whose little kid is this? So funny!"
He Wuye, also known as He Zhengtai, the forty-year-old leader of the Dragon Journey Division, walked in.
Wearing a Tang suit, with two valuable walnuts in his right palm and an imperial green jade thumb ring on his left thumb, and a slicked-back hairstyle.
As soon as Zhao Xiaoyue saw the man's attire, she knew he must be a big shot.
She chuckled and replied, "Oh my, whose grandfather is this, who looks so wealthy and kind?"
Master He laughed again, sat in the main seat, and looked at the little boy in front of him. He was about ten years old and had extraordinary courage. He was able to remain calm and fearless in the face of such a scene, which was truly remarkable.
"Little baby..."
Zhao Xiaoyue interrupted Grandpa He, "Excuse me, kind grandfather, please stop for a moment and allow me to introduce myself."
Zhao Xiaoyue placed her small hand on her chest. "My name is Zhao Xiaoyue, not Little Baby! You can continue!"
Fifth Master He genuinely laughed, "Then I wonder who Xiaoyue's mother and maternal grandmother are?"
Zhao Xiaoyue replied easily, "Oh, Grandpa, this is the Dragon Bureau, right? They shouldn't be checking household registration, right? Oh no, no one notified us when we came!"
He also shrugged helplessly.
The man at the head of the table stopped laughing, and Wala leaned closer to tell Master He about Zhao Xiaoyue's strange behavior along the way.
Master He looked suspiciously at the person sitting in the chair whose feet couldn't even touch the ground.
White Skirt was still lying in the hall, and Master He's hand, which was fiddling with walnuts, tightened. White Skirt's position in the Dragon Path Department was as important as Hou Taotao's in the Hunters.
How did Zhao Xiaoyue realize that this person was important?
Who exactly is Master Pu? According to the hunters, he is a man respected by both the legitimate and criminal worlds. How could someone from Longxing send a lowly henchman to pick someone up? Wouldn't that be an insult?
When the woman in the white dress respectfully inquired about their identities but failed to see the person she wanted to meet, her disappointment and frustration led her to conclude that this person must be of a certain status.
It's perfect for subduing people as hostages.
"How can this young friend say he has half an hour left?"
Zhao Xiaoyue helplessly spread her hands again, "There was so much more, but I drank too much tea and it got delayed!"
Fifth Master He remained expressionless. "Go and call Ah Kuan here."
Zhao Xiaoyue almost spat out her tea. Could it be that Toothbrush Su is involved? Hehehe!
Of course, she was only happy inside and didn't dare to show it.
Ah Kuan quickly came in carrying a medical kit, and Fifth Master He immediately asked him to look at the white dress on the ground.
At the same time, he glanced sideways at Zhao Xiaoyue, who was still calmly drinking tea, while Yu Muqi obediently stayed behind her.
That's strange...
He Wuye of Longxing was a man of great experience and shrewdness, but he could never have guessed that the hunter would be in charge. He wondered to himself, with this child’s courage, could he be Pu Changling’s daughter?
He quickly dismissed this theory; if Master Pu were to have affairs with women, then the women they had sent over in the past wouldn't have…
Who is this guy? Does he have dwarfism? That's why he's so old but doesn't grow tall?
Her face was as round as a steamed bun. When you look at the hand that was serving the tea, the nails were pink, and the bones were those of a ten-year-old child. That's right!
Zhao Xiaoyue sipped her tea, letting others stare at her.
Ah Kuan felt Bai Qun's pulse for a while, then his expression changed drastically. "Fifth Master, get Bai Qun to the hospital immediately! It will be too late if we wait any longer!"
Master He stood up abruptly, and the mercenaries and bodyguards in the reception room all pointed their weapons at Zhao Xiaoyue and Yu Muqi.
“Young friend, that’s not very kind of you. I sent people to greet you respectfully, which was already an expression of our Dragon Journey Department’s sincerity. I didn’t expect you to treat our sincerity like this.”
Instead of getting angry, Zhao Xiaoyue smiled and said, "I think we conveyed our sincerity a few days ago."
"Master He, we're both straightforward people, so let's speak frankly. You know why I'm here. Why don't you let me see my hunter? I need to know whether he's dead or alive, right?"
Zhao Xiaoyue continued patiently, "It's been twenty minutes."
Master He smiled, feigning ignorance, "Oh, who is this young friend talking about?"
It's already installed.
Yu Muqi interjected, "Geng Qiusheng, the pale-faced scholar from the hunter's group, and Hou Taotao!"
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