Mu Rouyan's lips quivered, and she gulped down her saliva. She glared at Qiao Mu nervously. "Why, wh-why, why should I-I, the second young lady of the M-Mu Clan, have to bet, just because y-you say so?"
"Are you scared?" Qiao Mu patted Mu Rouyan's cheek, her chilly eyes glinting savagely. "If you're scared, then tuck your tail between your legs and stay out of my way in the future! You hear that clearly?"
The little lady's voice was clear and melodious as it traveled through the crowd, brushing their hearts like a feather.
"Rouyan, don't make trouble!" Mu Rouxuan was well aware how short-sighted this younger sister born of a concubine was.
She must have heard her maidservant report that this little lady had a storage talisman. This made her extremely jealous, so she hatched up the crazy idea to snatch it.
After all, storage talismans were also extremely precious in their Mu Clan.
