Chapter 172 Attempt
Aside from people who are bored and have nothing better to do, most people wouldn't be so idle as to randomly grab a stranger on the street and start rambling on and on.
Xiao Qing wondered if this person could possibly be related to the Tanghua clan he had mentioned.
He didn't seem to have any ulterior motives; his deep eyes were full of curiosity, with a touch of childlike mischief, which made his face, which seemed to have foreign ancestry, even more outstanding.
On the other hand, although she was dressed in women's clothing, she had dressed up simply before coming out. She looked so ordinary that she wouldn't attract any attention or gossip if she walked down the street.
Moreover, her body belongs to an underage girl!
"Are you a member of the Tanghua tribe?" Xiao Qing asked coldly.
The man covered his mouth and laughed.
Xiao Qing raised an eyebrow. Although she thought it would look effeminate for a man to do such a thing, this man did it with quite a flair.
He's grateful to his mother for giving him such good looks.
He stood up straight with ease, put his hands behind his back, bent slightly and walked slowly in circles around Xiao Qing, looking him over as he went.
“I’m not one of those unfortunate Tanghua people.”
He gently patted Xiao Qing's shoulder, "The Tanghua clan was wiped out long ago."
Do you know why?
He leaned forward, then looked up and smiled at Xiao Qing, "Because of Tang Hua..."
Normally, Xiao Qing might have been interested, but now, since she is neither a member of the Tanghua clan nor has the time, she naturally doesn't want to engage in any ambiguous interactions with him.
"Just say it, what's the matter?"
The other person looked at her with amusement, "You're already losing your composure?"
Xiao Qing turned around and left, deciding not to waste any more time on him.
"Hey, don't go!" he called after her.
"I have never met you before, please do not follow me."
"That's a strange thing to say. Shouldn't a young girl like you be calling me a lecher and telling me to have some self-respect?"
He thought to himself, "This little girl from the Tanghua tribe is quite interesting. She's young, but she's quite skilled."
However, this girl doesn't seem like someone who usually travels the world, but she's also not like a typical girl her age. Her walking posture, facial expression, and the words she speaks are all different.
"I told you not to follow me!"
"I walk my own path, who said I'm following you?"
When Xiao Qing walked to the left, he walked to the left; when Xiao Qing walked to the right, he walked to the right; when Xiao Qing used his movement technique to walk quickly, he followed suit...
Xiao Qing had to take many detours, but the further she went, the more her heart sank.
Her movements were learned from Master Wu. While she wouldn't dare say she was invincible, her skills were certainly not ordinary.
But this person was able to follow her closely, never leaving her side.
"Hey, you've gone in such a big circle, don't you know the way? Where's the person waiting for you?"
Xiao Qing stopped in her tracks.
What exactly do you want?
"I haven't decided yet."
Xiao Qing turned around, unconsciously putting her hands behind her back, her probing gaze fixed on him.
This person has a carefree and unrestrained gaze, acts as he pleases, and his motives are... unpredictable.
"If you haven't thought it through, how about I suggest something?"
"you say."
"You have a very sensitive nose."
The other person laughed. "You're saying that as if I were a dog." He said this with a playful expression, seemingly not angry at all.
Xiao Qing curled her lips and tilted her head slightly. "You can smell grass and you can smell blood. So let me ask you, what would happen if I didn't bring this straw bag, but instead brought Tang Hua?"
When Fu Mingyi and she were in the cave, both of them were injured. However, Fu Mingyi's injuries were more severe.
Although she gave him life-saving medicine at the time, he still hasn't woken up...
She guessed that this was related to Tang Hua.
The other person laughed again. "You're a member of the Tanghua tribe, yet you're asking me, an outsider, about this?"
Xiao Qing remained silent.
“Okay, since you’re going to test me…” He narrowed his eyes, seemingly deep in thought.
"I guess the situation you're describing isn't something you asked for yourself. Coincidentally, although I'm neither a member of the Tanghua tribe nor skilled in medicine, I was once poisoned by Tanghua. I do have an old prescription here that might be useful to you."
He smiled casually, then reached out and touched his chin. "In that case, do you want it?"
"Of course I want it, why wouldn't I? If you really give it to me, I'll accept it."
He shook his head. "We're complete strangers, how could I just give it to you like that? Hmm, I've got an idea. How about this, I'll ask you a question in exchange?"
"Go ahead and ask."
Who is your master?
Xiao Qing thought he was going to ask about the Tanghua clan, but unexpectedly he asked about her master.
Although she studied under Master Wu, Master Wu never allowed her to call him Master.
Why did this person ask her master?
"That's strange. I don't even know who you are, so why should I tell you who my master is?"
"What are you saying? You didn't even ask who I am. If you had asked, I would have told you. But if I did that, I would have lost money in the business. Wouldn't that mean I've given you both the recipe and my name? You would have to tell me your name too."
"Okay, my name is..." She has so many names lately that she doesn't know which one to use.
"Xiao Qing".
The man nodded. "My name is Mo Dan."
"Now let's talk about our exchange."
"Will you give me the recipe if I answer this question?"
Modan nodded, "I will never go back on my word."
Xiao Qing understood; Mo Dan wasn't targeting her, but rather Mr. Wu.
The answer to this question is simple.
Xiao Qing straightened her back. "My master doesn't allow me to mention his name because he has no name or surname. I just call him Master Wuming."
Mo Dan raised an eyebrow. "Isn't what you said the same as saying nothing at all?"
Xiao Qing said seriously, "How can that be the same? You didn't say a single word. I answered you honestly and completely. I told you the truth, and you didn't say you wouldn't give me the prescription if my answer didn't meet your expectations, right?" She stretched out her hand and asked for it directly.
Modan smiled. "Okay, you can have it."
He pulled out a small pen, about the length of a finger, from somewhere, and held out his hand to Xiao Qing, saying, "I didn't bring any paper. Can I borrow your handkerchief? I'll write to you."
Xiao Qing raised an eyebrow. "I don't have a handkerchief."
She dressed as a man year-round, and with people serving her so attentively, she had no habit of carrying a handkerchief.
Modan asked in surprise, "Don't women carry handkerchiefs?"
Xiao Qing glared at him, "Can't you find a place to write without a handkerchief?"
Mo Dan thought about it and felt it made sense. She looked at Xiao Qing, then at herself, and finally said, "Then tear a piece of cloth off your clothes and give it to me. My clothes are more expensive than yours, so I don't want to tear them."
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