Mo Yunzhao was somewhat dazed after hearing this. She chuckled softly, "Evil people get their just deserts."
In her past life, Mo Bici appeared quite charming and cute on the surface, but in private, she loved to punish women in this way.
On one occasion, Mo Bici's husband glanced at her maid and complimented her on her beauty.
Mo Bici fabricated a crime and gave the maid to ten men, eventually selling her into a brothel.
Yes, this is the best punishment for Mo Bici.
Mo Jinghao waited until dark, but Mo Bici did not return. He then heard about what had happened during the day from his confidant. A mouthful of blood welled up in his throat.
"waste!"
You useless good-for-nothing!
All those years of his cultivation have been wasted.
With that money and energy, it would be better to train a suicide squad.
The trusted aide bowed and said, "Second Master, the Second Miss is almost here."
Mo Jinghao swallowed back the mouthful of blood he was about to vomit. "When will Lian'er arrive?"
"Tomorrow morning."
Mo Jinghao's pale face regained some color. "Good, good, good."
Lian'er's return came at just the right time.
...
As dawn broke and the city gates opened, two long lines of people were already waiting to be checked and enter the city.
At that moment, dust billowed up, and a low roar of a tiger echoed, causing everyone to turn around and look.
A woman in a white dress was seen riding a beautiful, snow-white, yet majestic tiger.
Behind her followed a group of handsome young men and women, all riding armored snow leopards.
They arrived with great fanfare and attracted a lot of attention.
"Who goes there?" The city guards stopped the group.
Fu Chun, who was also riding a snow leopard, showed his token and said, "City Lord's Mansion, Miss Mo Bilian, and the people behind her are all disciples of the Holy Extreme Sect."
Upon hearing this, the city guards immediately allowed them to pass.
"Thank you." Mo Bilian was very polite, and her smile was just right.
Fu Chun tossed out a purse embroidered with the word "Saint," saying, "Thank you for your hard work, elder brother."
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, they entered the city with their impressive procession.
The city guard picked up the purse, weighed it in his hand, and felt it was so light it would almost float away with the wind.
He scoffed dismissively, "That's too stingy. Doesn't he even have a tael of silver? Who is he going to give this to?"
"Even a tael or two is fine. Everyone can share a copper coin and buy some candy to take home and appease their children."
"So stingy! Should I take the one copper coin I got and go patronize Mo Bici?"
They burst into laughter immediately.
Mo Bilian hadn't gone far when all these words reached her ears. Her expression changed slightly. What exactly had happened in the city?
The city guards laughed, but soon opened the pouch, and a strong medicinal fragrance wafted out, causing them to exclaim in surprise.
"My God, it's a whole bag of Grade One Spirit Qi Pills, there must be dozens of them!"
Hearing the exclamations, the city guards gathered around, and the exclamations grew even louder.
For the wealthy, a first-grade spiritual energy pill is nothing special.
But for these city guards, this was enough to increase their strength.
Ten years' worth of monthly wages wouldn't be enough for them to buy a single pill.
Mo Bilian just casually gave away a bag of these; she's incredibly generous.
"Miss Mo, as expected of a disciple of the Holy Extreme Sect, you actually rewarded someone with a first-grade pill."
"Quick, quick, give me one. If my brother takes this pill, he can become a city guard too."
The city guards eagerly awaited their share of the pills, ignoring the people queuing to enter the city, and many took the opportunity to slip inside.
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