"Shut up!"
Qin Fufeng's face turned green. He had already pictured the scene in his mind, a scene that tore his heart apart.
"I'll cooperate with you! But let me make this clear first, I'll only help you block the Qiao family's official forces; you'll have to figure out everything else yourself! And you can't expose me!"
"Furthermore! I will personally protect Miss Mu Qing's safety. If you fail, I will take her away immediately!"
Upon hearing this, Qiao Suinian revealed a simple and honest smile and immediately poured himself a glass of wine.
"No problem, then let's wish each other a pleasant collaboration in advance! Cheers!"
When Qiao Suinian saw Qin Fufeng appear in the black market, she had already guessed the outcome.
Love, ah, it's such a blinding thing.
When I was a child, I read the story of "Marking the Boat to Find the Sword" and thought the people in it were really fools. The boat was moving forward, so how could you possibly find the sword that had fallen into the river if you marked it?
In fact, what's the difference between liking someone you can never have and trying to find a lost sword by marking the boat?
You know perfectly well that she doesn't care about you, yet you still keep carving marks on the boat, trying to hold onto something in this foolish way.
For some reason, Qiao Suinian's gaze towards Qin Fufeng suddenly held a hint of pity.
This young master Qin... is a pitiful person too.
But that's fine too. If Qin Fufeng isn't willing to cooperate with him, he might have no choice but to go to Ji Kun.
After a few rounds of drinks, Qin Fufeng also became a bit tipsy.
Fueled by alcohol, he gritted his teeth and stared at Qiao Suinian, asking a question.
"Tell me the truth, did you touch Miss Mu Qing?"
"Of course not! I swear to God!" Qiao Suinian's eyes instantly hardened.
"That's good..." Qin Fufeng breathed a sigh of relief, then glared angrily at Qiao Suinian.
Since Miss Mu Qing hasn't been touched by this beast yet, I still have a chance. I must make Miss Mu Qing see the true face of this scumbag! Qin Fufeng thought to himself.
"By the way, Young Master Qin, would you like a cream puff?" Qiao Suinian took out a cream puff and handed it to Qin Fufeng.
"I won't eat it!"
"Oh, do you eat Want Want rice crackers?"
Qiao Suinian pulled out a snow biscuit from somewhere, the round biscuit covered with white droplets.
"You won't eat it either! Why are you asking this?" Qin Fufeng looked at Qiao Suinian with a puzzled expression.
"Oh, then forget it."
Qiao Suinian shrugged. She had already given Qin Fufeng a hint, and if Qin Fufeng didn't understand, then it wasn't her fault.
It's like when Patriarch Bodhi tapped Sun Wukong on the head three times. If Sun Wukong hadn't understood that Patriarch Bodhi meant for him to come find him at midnight, then Sun Wukong wouldn't have learned the true skills like the Seventy-Two Transformations.
Some things can't be explained clearly; you have to figure them out for yourself!
Seeing that Qin Fufeng didn't understand, Qiao Suinian didn't bother to make a fool of herself and peacefully drank her wine while listening to the tune.
It must be said that Mu Qing's skill in playing the guzheng is quite high. By connecting single notes into lines with her fingertips, she creates a kind of indescribable melancholy beauty.
Her music even made many people forget to appreciate her beauty, and they were completely immersed in her music.
Unfortunately, the weather turned against them. Just as everyone was immersed in the beautiful music, a commotion broke out.
"Wow? There are such pretty girls in the black market?"
"Hey girl, how much do you charge per night? You play the piano so well, why don't you come play for me on my bed?"
A burly man with a pockmarked face barged in with a large group of people. The pockmarked man was a one-eyed man, with one eye covered by a black eye patch. He had a thick beard and broad shoulders, like a wall.
"Damn it! You dare disturb my music? Are you tired of living?"
A masked man, clearly short-tempered, slammed his fist on the table and was about to fight the pockmarked man.
The pockmarked man sneered, his single eye flashing with a chilling light.
He drew his double blades and with a cross slash, cut the irritable man into four pieces.
The sudden bloodshed caused many people present to gasp in surprise.
Who exactly is this pockmarked man? How dare he commit murder openly on the black market?
"Does anyone else have any objections?" The pockmarked man wiped the blood off the knife with his sleeve and looked around with a cold smile.
"I remember who he is, he's Cai You! You're from Yuntian Pavilion!" Someone in the crowd recognized the pockmarked man's identity.
Two and a half years ago, no one in the entire capital would have known the name Yuntian Pavilion.
However, in the last six months, the name Yuntiange has emerged like a dark horse, rapidly expanding its influence.
Among the forces that have been developing most rapidly in Kyoto recently, besides Dingtianque, Yuntiange is the most famous.
It is said that the person in charge of Yuntian Pavilion is a woman, and it seems that the Qiao family, one of the four major families, is behind her.
After figuring out who the pockmarked man was, no one was surprised to see Cai You there.
Yuntian Pavilion has always wanted a piece of the black market pie, but it has always been blocked by Dingtianque. Are the two forces finally going to break off relations today?
"If no one has any objections, I'll take this woman with me."
Cai You sneered and leaped onto the stage to take Mu Qing away.
Mu Qing did not take action directly, but first glanced at Qiao Suinian, seemingly seeking Qiao Suinian's opinion.
A dangerous glint flashed in Qiao Suinian's eyes. He had heard Guan Yan mention this Yuntian Pavilion before, but he hadn't been interested in dealing with them. He hadn't expected them to come to him on their own.
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