Many people were crowded around the parking area as they looked about curiously.
There were even several filthy beggars in tattered clothing listlessly squatting in the corner against the wall, occasionally stretching out a hand to beg for alms from the people walking past them.
Mo Lian disregarded these people as he carried Qiao Mu into the carriage, speaking to Duan Yue, who had run over, in a low voice afterwards.
The Qiao Zhongbang couple had also followed over in haste, anxious to check on their daughter's condition.
People with a discerning eye could perceive that their daughter's mood just earlier was very problematic.
Yet at this moment…
Mu Qianqian flashed to the rear of the carriage, and with a twitch of her brows, she softly recited the incantation to the curse that Sir Black Cat had taught her.
