Although Mo Yunnian had never been to a brothel, she knew what kind of place it was.
The bawds inside were all drinking, playing the zither, and dancing with the guests. They wouldn't carry a bright dagger with them.
Therefore, there must be something wrong with this woman!
Mo Yunnian was worried that this woman would hurt Yan Qi, so she strode toward her.
She grabbed the woman's arm, pulled her up, and threw her out.
As the woman struggled, she knocked over the hot soup on the table. The hot soup splashed onto the back of Mo Yunnnian's hand.
Yan Qi could not remain indifferent to this matter. He stood up, grabbed the little girl's hand, and examined it.
"Mo Yunnian, what are you doing?"
Mo Yunnian noticed his sour expression and wondered if he was so angry because she had ruined his banquet.
"Brother Yan Qi, this woman has a dagger with her. I suspect that she's trying to assassinate you."
