The store is not very bright, relying entirely on a few ancient lamps for lighting, but one can still see the things in the store clearly. They are all bottles and jars made of all kinds of materials.

There was one thing that was different from the others, a delicate, transparent crystal container that looked like a candy can, placed in a special place, and it seemed like there was a butterfly flashing inside it, but maybe there wasn't.

The waiter came forward to greet them. He saw two people coming in and hurried over to greet them. This was his professional habit. After all, there was not business every day here, only five or six cases a month at most. But when he saw them, his expression changed and he asked, "You are not regular customers, but you look familiar."

"Why, you don't want to entertain new customers?" An Yan asked.

"That's not the case. It's just that we don't take business from ordinary people here, and we don't understand why you are here." The waiter's face was cold.

"Of course I'm here to buy something." An Yan said to him coldly, and then fixed her eyes on the candy crystal jar and said, "How much is it?"

The waiter followed her gaze and immediately became annoyed. He said, "I don't think you're here to do business, but to cause trouble. This is our treasure, how can it be bought and sold at a price?"

"I don't care what it is, I really want him, name your price."

"I can't offer any price." The waiter said, waving his hand.

At this time, many people gathered around, all of them with fierce looks on their faces, as if they were about to pounce on and fight.

The waiter said, "We only do business here and don't cause trouble. Today I will give you another chance. Where you came from, go back. I won't ask you anything."

An Yan used her right hand to circle around her left hand, creating a stream of energy, which then transformed into a symbol printed in the air.

The waiter understood, and his expression became better than before. He said, "So you are the mayor of West City. Then who is the one next to you, a city slave?"

"Now, can you make an offer?"

"Like I said just now, I'm not selling it, but this thing is the treasure of our store. I can't sell it. You can pick something else." The waiter said as he waved his hand, signaling the group of people to leave the store.

Li Rongsen glanced at the faces of those people and found that he could hardly see what they looked like. They were really strange people.

An Yan said: "I just need him, and I must get him today."

"We have never been under the rule of the four big snobs, and we have never offended people from your side. Isn't it a bit too much to ask for the treasure of the store as soon as you come here today?"

"I'm not trying to make things difficult for him, but he has to come because he needs help urgently." An Yan made it clear to him.

But in that man's eyes, An Yan and the others were here to deliberately cause trouble.

The waiter stepped forward and said, "Our boss is not here today, so we can't agree to your request. How about you stay in the backyard for one night and talk about it tomorrow?"

An Yan frowned and said, "You can inform Mei Die right away, why wait until tomorrow? I will leave after buying something. I dare not delay here for a moment."

This place is not safe after all, and there are so many hidden forces lurking around, so An Yan has to be more cautious. Moreover, with Li Rongsen by her side, she has to be even more careful.

Li Rongsen was next to An Yan, and he was afraid that An Yan would be bullied.

Suddenly, the waiter rushed towards An Yan, as if he was going to punch her in the face.

An Yan dodged to the side, but saw the waiter stabbing her with a spear, then lifted up her clothes and took her into the yard.

Li Rongsen also wanted to follow him out, but found himself entangled with a rope. He tried to break free but found that the rope seemed to have life and did not loosen at all. Just as he was about to speak, someone covered his mouth and dragged his body backwards.

An Yan was fighting with the waiter outside. From time to time, she glanced into the store and found that Li Rongsen was missing. She had to take ruthless action and knocked the waiter to the ground with a palm.

She originally wanted to be polite and didn't want to tear her face with them, but now she couldn't do that. She picked up the spear on the ground with her foot, pointed it at the waiter, and asked, "Where is my West City slave?"

"I don't know." The waiter covered his chest and spat out a mouthful of blood.

An Yan didn't care anymore. She quickly walked into the house and found traces of dragging on the ground. She planned to follow this clue and continue looking.

Li Rongsen felt incompetent. He had almost no ability to resist and was stuffed into a big red sedan. This made him feel ashamed. He was a tall and strong man, but he was sitting in a big red sedan with a red scarf covering his head. This was basically the attire of a bride.

The sedan was swaying up and down, and one could feel that the people carrying it were not ordinary people, because it was going so fast that wind even blew in from outside and blew up his red veil.

Finally, the sedan chair landed steadily.

A woman's voice was heard: "Okay, you can go now, I will go and welcome the groom myself."

Li Rongsen felt sick when he saw a pale hand reaching out, grasping his wrist and pulling him out of the sedan. At this time, the red veil on his head was also lifted off and fell to the ground. Only then could he see clearly that there was a woman standing in front of him.

The woman's face was as pale as her hands, a sickly pale color. Fortunately, her facial features were still okay, so she wasn't too scary.

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"Don't look at me like that, I'll be embarrassed." The woman said as she untied the rope for Li Rongsen.

"What is this place and who are you?"

"I am your bride, and you are my man. Let's get married here today and spend our wedding night together." The woman said as she leaned towards Li Rongsen.

Li Rongsen instinctively stepped back, and when he saw the woman trying to grab him, he immediately dodged and said, "I'm from West City."

"I know, but so what? The city lord didn't tie you up with a red rope. You have the right to get rid of this identity." The woman threw a few seductive glances at him, and then seemed to remember something and said, "By the way, I haven't told you my name yet. My name is Meidie. You can call me Meimeier or Diedieer from now on. It's all fine."

"I want to leave here." Li Rongsen said and was about to leave.

Mei Die immediately took out a handkerchief and threw it on Li Rongsen's face. She thought he would faint in her arms due to the incense, but she found out that he was fine.

Seeing that she was about to throw the handkerchief at him again, Li Rongsen grabbed it and snatched it away, then threw it on the ground and said, "Let me go back, otherwise the city lord will not forgive you."

"It doesn't matter. We can make it a done deal tonight anyway." Meidie said to him with a smile. She thought this man was too handsome, and he was even more beautiful under the moonlight. No matter what, she had to touch him.

Li Rongsen stepped back.

Mei Die walked forward and took out another handkerchief. The incense just now didn't work, so she used a stronger poison now. However, Li Rongsen still didn't fall over. This confused her and she asked, "What's wrong with you? Can't any poison affect you?"

"That's not the case. I suddenly think you're a nice person." Li Rongsen changed his attitude of rejecting her just now.

Meidie was a little confused, but she couldn't resist his tenderness, especially under the moonlight. She asked, "Why, did you agree?"

"Of course I will agree. Who would want to push away a beauty?" Li Rongsen smiled at her and walked towards her.

Mei Die was holding the handkerchief in her hand with a little shyness, and saw that Li Rongsen had already held one of her hands, and then covered her mouth with the handkerchief in her hand, and saw that she was unconscious.