Qinghe stepped in and immediately noticed the cold and serious Mo Kuang. Despite his restraint, the bloodthirsty aura about him was still detected by Qinghe.
Time was short, noon would arrive soon, and Qinghe did not beat around the bush. She showed him the token, then relayed to him the message from the brat, and only then did the man's cautious and suspicious gaze gradually fade.
The man seemed to perceive Qinghe's urgency, "Where are you going?"
"I have my own business to take care of. Helping you deliver a message has already put me at great risk. I must get back before noon."
True to the brat's style, he spoke with the same tone, sternly correcting her, "It's not helping, it's a transaction settled with silver and goods." As he spoke, he handed her the little Flame Serpent, his meaning quite obvious.
