Mo Qiang immediately looked away but under the glare of Mo Xifeng, she could only clear her throat and then say, " I didn't sell you. What a terrible use of words! I simply tried to help a poor being in distress and aren't you a knight? Should you not be helping someone who requires help? This poor child also requires your help, because of the quest issued by his mother and tribe, he almost lost his life and if he does not fulfil it then even worse fate waits for him! How can you ignore his plight, Little Xifeng?"
At this moment, Mo Xifeng knew why her sister was able to sell her products well. She was simply a perfect saleswoman! If not for the fact that she knew that Mo Qiang was only blabbering and had not an ounce of seriousness, she would have thought that this hybrid crow might die if she did not hand him what he wanted.
