"Master?"
Xiao Yu noticed Chu Xuan's change for the first time, and couldn't help but furrow her brows lightly.
"Hehe, just an acquaintance!"
Chu Xuan smiled and said, "It's fine! With Second Miss's skills, even if those people start trouble, they're just courting disaster! There's no need to worry about causing trouble for me. Wherever we go, the people of our estate have nothing to fear!"
"Um..."
Xiao Yu nodded lightly, giving Chu Xuan a shallow, beautiful smile in return.
Of course, they continued to approach the clothing store ahead. More and more people gathered around, though many pointed and whispered about the lackeys who had harassed Xiao Yue, not a single person dared to intervene because they all recognized the young man standing a little further away.
He was none other than Qian Ming, the son of Prime Minister Qian Yong, who had previously questioned Xiao Tian and Xiao Yu as if they were assassins in the palace.
At this moment, Qian Ming was not wearing his red magical robe, nor did he carry the same dignity as in the palace. He was no different from any other playboy, especially as his roguish eyes kept scanning Xiao Yue's curvaceous figure, occasionally letting out a lewd chuckle...
Xiao Yue herself had a fiery temper, and her mood for shopping had been completely ruined by these people. If she weren't worried about causing trouble for the young master, she would have lost her temper long ago.
Just as Chu Xuan had mentioned to the Thirty-Six Heavenly Stars, after all, this was the imperial capital, and one had to consider the consequences of their actions.
Even though their young master was the Crown Prince of the Chu Kingdom, Xiao Yue was well aware, given the pointing and whispering of the surrounding onlookers, that this man was definitely of noble origin, and it was even highly probable that he came from a family of court officials.
If this incident were to bring trouble to their young master or even the Chu Royal Family, Xiao Yue would bear the blame.
Although she had a lively and fiery personality, it didn't mean she was foolish.
In Xiao Yue's anger, the few lackeys surrounding her became even more arrogant, and one even attempted to reach out and touch Xiao Yue's pretty face, their faces full of lewd smiles.
As for Qian Ming, he leaned against the counter, wearing a smug and arrogant smile.
As the son of the prime minister, he was accustomed to getting his way. His reputation in the imperial capital was notorious, but his status was different, and coupled with his considerable strength, it only made him more arrogant, with no less than twenty lives in his hands.
"Young Master..."
Seeing the lackeys around Qian Ming, Xiao Yu felt worried.
"It's fine!"
Xiao Tian stood in the crowd, gently holding Xiao Yu's hand, then his eyes flashed with a cold light, and his lips moved slightly.
This was a form of telepathy, a special method that only cultivators could master.
However, nowadays, practitioners and mages on the Magic Martial Continent could only achieve similar effects through specific means, but it was far less convenient.
Xiao Yue's pretty face suddenly froze in her anger, then a fleeting smile appeared in her beautiful eyes. She glanced at Chu Xuan and Xiao Yu before her gaze suddenly turned cold, and she said in a cold voice, "Do you really want to die?"
"We want to die! But only in your arms, exhausted!"
"Haha... That's right! Don't be shy, come on!"
... These vulgar words continued to appear, making these lackeys appear even more despicable. Although the onlookers frowned, they still didn't dare to speak out loudly, all because they knew the young man standing a little further away.
He was none other than Qian Ming, the son of Prime Minister Qian Yong, and his identity was not to be trifled with. It was highly probable that his family had high-ranking officials in the court.
If this matter were to bring trouble to their young master or even the Chu Royal Family, Xiao Yue knew very well that she would be to blame.
Although she had a lively and fiery personality, it didn't mean she was foolish.
In Xiao Yue's anger, the few lackeys surrounding her became even more arrogant, and one even attempted to reach out and touch Xiao Yue's pretty face, their faces full of lewd smiles.
As for Qian Ming, he leaned against the counter, wearing a smug and arrogant smile.
As the son of the prime minister, he was accustomed to getting his way. His reputation in the imperial capital was notorious, but his status was different, and coupled with his considerable strength, it only made him more arrogant, with no less than twenty lives in his hands.
"Young Master..."
Seeing the lackeys around Qian Ming, Xiao Yu felt worried.
"It's fine!"
Xiao Tian stood in the crowd, gently holding Xiao Yu's hand, then his eyes flashed with a cold light, and his lips moved slightly.
This was a form of telepathy, a special method that only cultivators could master.
However, nowadays, practitioners and mages on the Magic Martial Continent could only achieve similar effects through specific means, but it was far less convenient.
Xiao Yue's pretty face suddenly froze in her anger, then a fleeting smile appeared in her beautiful eyes. She glanced at Chu Xuan and Xiao Yu before her gaze suddenly turned cold, and she said in a cold voice, "Do you really want to die?"
"We want to die! But only in your arms, exhausted!"
"Haha... That's right! Don't be shy, come on!"
... These vulgar words continued to appear, making these lackeys appear even more despicable. Although the onlookers frowned, they still didn't dare to speak out loudly, all because they knew the young man standing a little further away.
He was none other than Qian Ming, the son of Prime Minister Qian Yong, and his identity was not to be trifled with. It was highly probable that his family had high-ranking officials in the court.
If this matter were to bring trouble to their young master or even the Chu Royal Family, Xiao Yue knew very well that she would be to blame.
Although she had a lively and fiery personality, it didn't mean she was foolish.
In Xiao Yue's anger, the few lackeys surrounding her became even more arrogant, and one even attempted to reach out and touch Xiao Yue's pretty face, their faces full of lewd smiles.
As for Qian Ming, he leaned against the counter, wearing a smug and arrogant smile.
As the son of the prime minister, he was accustomed to getting his way. His reputation in the imperial capital was notorious, but his status was different, and coupled with his considerable strength, it only made him more arrogant, with no less than twenty lives in his hands.
"Young Master..."
Seeing the lackeys around Qian Ming, Xiao Yu felt worried.
"It's fine!"
Xiao Tian stood in the crowd, gently holding Xiao Yu's hand, then his eyes flashed with a cold light, and his lips moved slightly.
This was a form of telepathy, a special method that only cultivators could master.
However, nowadays, practitioners and mages on the Magic Martial Continent could only achieve similar effects through specific means, but it was far less convenient.
Xiao Yue's pretty face suddenly froze in her anger, then a fleeting smile appeared in her beautiful eyes. She glanced at Chu Xuan and Xiao Yu before her gaze suddenly turned cold, and she said in a cold voice, "Do you really want to die?"
"We want to die! But only in your arms, exhausted!"
"Haha... That's right! Don't be shy, come on!"
... These vulgar words continued to appear, making these lackeys appear even more despicable. Although the onlookers frowned, they still didn't dare to speak out loudly, all because they knew the young man standing a little further away.
He was none other than Qian Ming, the son of Prime Minister Qian Yong, and his identity was not to be trifled with. It was highly probable that his family had high-ranking officials in the court.
If this matter were to bring trouble to their young master or even the Chu Royal Family, Xiao Yue knew very well that she would be to blame.
Although she had a lively and fiery personality, it didn't mean she was foolish.
In Xiao Yue's anger, the few lackeys surrounding her became even more arrogant, and one even attempted to reach out and touch Xiao Yue's pretty face, their faces full of lewd smiles.
As for Qian Ming, he leaned against the counter, wearing a smug and arrogant smile.
As the son of the prime minister, he was accustomed to getting his way. His reputation in the imperial capital was notorious, but his status was different, and coupled with his considerable strength, it only made him more arrogant, with no less than twenty lives in his hands.
"Young Master..."
Seeing the lackeys around Qian Ming, Xiao Yu felt worried.
"It's fine!"
Xiao Tian stood in the crowd, gently holding Xiao Yu's hand, then his eyes flashed with a cold light, and his lips moved slightly.
This was a form of telepathy, a special method that only cultivators could master.
However, nowadays, practitioners and mages on the Magic Martial Continent could only achieve similar effects through specific means, but it was far less convenient.
Xiao Yue's pretty face suddenly froze in her anger, then a fleeting smile appeared in her beautiful eyes. She glanced at Chu Xuan and Xiao Yu before her gaze suddenly turned cold, and she said in a cold voice, "Do you really want to die?"
"We want to die! But only in your arms, exhausted!"
"Haha... That's right! Don't be shy, come on!"
... These vulgar words continued to appear, making these lackeys appear even more despicable. Although the onlookers frowned, they still didn't dare to speak out loudly, all because they knew the young man standing a little further away.
He was none other than Qian Ming, the son of Prime Minister Qian Yong, and his identity was not to be trifled with. It was highly probable that his family had high-ranking officials in the court.
If this matter were to bring trouble to their young master or even the Chu Royal Family, Xiao Yue knew very well that she would be to blame.
Although she had a lively and fiery personality, it didn't mean she was foolish.
In Xiao Yue's anger, the few lackeys surrounding her became even more arrogant, and one even attempted to reach out and touch Xiao Yue's pretty face, their faces full of lewd smiles.
As for Qian Ming, he leaned against the counter, wearing a smug and arrogant smile.
As the son of the prime minister, he was accustomed to getting his way. His reputation in the imperial capital was notorious, but his status was different, and coupled with his considerable strength, it only made him more arrogant, with no less than twenty lives in his hands.
"Young Master..."
Seeing the lackeys around Qian Ming, Xiao Yu felt worried.
"It's fine!"
Xiao Tian stood in the crowd, gently holding Xiao Yu's hand, then his eyes flashed with a cold light, and his lips moved slightly.
This was a form of telepathy, a special method that only cultivators could master.
However, nowadays, practitioners and mages on the Magic Martial Continent could only achieve similar effects through specific means, but it was far less convenient.
Xiao Yue's pretty face suddenly froze in her anger, then a fleeting smile appeared in her beautiful eyes. She glanced at Chu Xuan and Xiao Yu before her gaze suddenly turned cold, and she said in a cold voice, "Do you really want to die?"
"We want to die! But only in your arms, exhausted!"
"Haha... That's right! Don't be shy, come on!"
... These vulgar words continued to appear, making these lackeys appear even more despicable. Although the onlookers frowned, they still didn't dare to speak out loudly, all because they knew the young man standing a little further away.
He was none other than Qian Ming, the son of Prime Minister Qian Yong, and his identity was not to be trifled with. It was highly probable that his family had high-ranking officials in the court.
If this matter were to bring trouble to their young master or even the Chu Royal Family, Xiao Yue knew very well that she would be to blame.
Although she had a lively and fiery personality, it didn't mean she was foolish.
In Xiao Yue's anger, the few lackeys surrounding her became even more arrogant, and one even attempted to reach out and touch Xiao Yue's pretty face, their faces full of lewd smiles.
As for Qian Ming, he leaned against the counter, wearing a smug and arrogant smile.
As the son of the prime minister, he was accustomed to getting his way. His reputation in the imperial capital was notorious, but his status was different, and coupled with his considerable strength, it only made him more arrogant, with no less than twenty lives in his hands.
"Young Master..."
Seeing the lackeys around Qian Ming, Xiao Yu felt worried.
"It's fine!"
Xiao Tian stood in the crowd, gently holding Xiao Yu's hand, then his eyes flashed with a cold light, and his lips moved slightly.
This was a form of telepathy, a special method that only cultivators could master.
However, nowadays, practitioners and mages on the Magic Martial Continent could only achieve similar effects through specific means, but it was far less convenient.
Xiao Yue's pretty face suddenly froze in her anger, then a fleeting smile appeared in her beautiful eyes. She glanced at Chu Xuan and Xiao Yu before her gaze suddenly turned cold, and she said in a cold voice, "Do you really want to die?"
"We want to die! But only in your arms, exhausted!"
"Haha... That's right! Don't be shy, come on!"
... These vulgar words continued to appear, making these lackeys appear even more despicable. Although the onlookers frowned, they still didn't dare to speak out loudly, all because they knew the young man standing a little further away.
He was none other than Qian Ming, the son of Prime Minister Qian Yong, and his identity was not to be trifled with. It was highly probable that his family had high-ranking officials in the court.
If this matter were to bring trouble to their young master or even the Chu Royal Family, Xiao Yue knew very well that she would be to blame.
Although she had a lively and fiery personality, it didn't mean she was foolish.
In Xiao Yue's anger, the few lackeys surrounding her became even more arrogant, and one even attempted to reach out and touch Xiao Yue's pretty face, their faces full of lewd smiles.
As for Qian Ming, he leaned against the counter, wearing a smug and arrogant smile.
As the son of the prime minister, he was accustomed to getting his way. His reputation in the imperial capital was notorious, but his status was different, and coupled with his considerable strength, it only made him more arrogant, with no less than twenty lives in his hands.
"Young Master..."
Seeing the lackeys around Qian Ming, Xiao Yu felt worried.
"It's fine!"
Xiao Tian stood in the crowd, gently holding Xiao Yu's hand, then his eyes flashed with a cold light, and his lips moved slightly.
This was a form of telepathy, a special method that only cultivators could master.
However, nowadays, practitioners and mages on the Magic Martial Continent could only achieve similar effects through specific means, but it was far less convenient.
Xiao Yue's pretty face suddenly froze in her anger, then a fleeting smile appeared in her beautiful eyes. She glanced at Chu Xuan and Xiao Yu before her gaze suddenly turned cold, and she said in a cold voice, "Do you really want to die?"
"We want to die! But only in your arms, exhausted!"
"Haha... That's right! Don't be shy, come on!"
... These vulgar words continued to appear, making these lackeys appear even more despicable. Although the onlookers frowned, they still didn't dare to speak out loudly, all because they knew the young man standing a little further away.
He was none other than Qian Ming, the son of Prime Minister Qian Yong, and his identity was not to be trifled with. It was highly probable that his family had high-ranking officials in the court.
If this matter were to bring trouble to their young master or even the Chu Royal Family, Xiao Yue knew very well that she would be to blame.
Although she had a lively and fiery personality, it didn't mean she was foolish.
In Xiao Yue's anger, the few lackeys surrounding her became even more arrogant, and one even attempted to reach out and touch Xiao Yue's pretty face, their faces full of lewd smiles.
As for Qian Ming, he leaned against the counter, wearing a smug and arrogant smile.
As the son of the prime minister, he was accustomed to getting his way. His reputation in the imperial capital was notorious, but his status was different, and coupled with his considerable strength, it only made him more arrogant, with no less than twenty lives in his hands.
"Young Master..."
Seeing the lackeys around Qian Ming, Xiao Yu felt worried.
"It's fine!"
Xiao Tian stood in the crowd, gently holding Xiao Yu's hand, then his eyes flashed with a cold light, and his lips moved slightly.
This was a form of telepathy, a special method that only cultivators could master.
However, nowadays, practitioners and mages on the Magic Martial Continent could only achieve similar effects through specific means, but it was far less convenient.
Xiao Yue's pretty face suddenly froze in her anger, then a fleeting smile appeared in her beautiful eyes. She glanced at Chu Xuan and Xiao Yu before her gaze suddenly turned cold, and she said in a cold voice, "Do you really want to die?"
"We want to die! But only in your arms, exhausted!"
"Haha... That's right! Don't be shy, come on!"
... These vulgar words continued to appear, making these lackeys appear even more despicable. Although the onlookers frowned, they still didn't dare to speak out loudly, all because they knew the young man standing a little further away.
He was none other than Qian Ming, the son of Prime Minister Qian Yong, and his identity was not to be trifled with. It was highly probable that his family had high-ranking officials in the court.
If this matter were to bring trouble to their young master or even the Chu Royal Family, Xiao Yue knew very well that she would be to blame.
Although she had a lively and fiery personality, it didn't mean she was foolish.
In Xiao Yue's anger, the few lackeys surrounding her became even more arrogant, and one even attempted to reach out and touch Xiao Yue's pretty face, their faces full of lewd smiles.
As for Qian Ming, he leaned against the counter, wearing a smug and arrogant smile.
As the son of the prime minister, he was accustomed to getting his way. His reputation in the imperial capital was notorious, but his status was different, and coupled with his considerable strength, it only made him more arrogant, with no less than twenty lives in his hands.
"Young Master..."
Seeing the lackeys around Qian Ming, Xiao Yu felt worried.
"It's fine!"
Xiao Tian stood in the crowd, gently holding Xiao Yu's hand, then his eyes flashed with a cold light, and his lips moved slightly.
This was a form of telepathy, a special method that only cultivators could master.
However, nowadays, practitioners and mages on the Magic Martial Continent could only achieve similar effects through specific means, but it was far less convenient.
Xiao Yue's pretty face suddenly froze in her anger, then a fleeting smile appeared in her beautiful eyes. She glanced at Chu Xuan and Xiao Yu before her gaze suddenly turned cold, and she said in a cold voice, "Do you really want to die?"
"We want to die! But only in your arms, exhausted!"
"Haha... That's right! Don't be shy, come on!"
... These vulgar words continued to appear, making these lackeys appear even more despicable. Although the onlookers frowned, they still didn't dare to speak out loudly, all because they knew the young man standing a little further away.
He was none other than Qian Ming, the son of Prime Minister Qian Yong, and his identity was not to be trifled with. It was highly probable that his family had high-ranking officials in the court.
If this matter were to bring trouble to their young master or even the Chu Royal Family, Xiao Yue knew very well that she would be to blame.
Although she had a lively and fiery personality, it didn't mean she was foolish.
In Xiao Yue's anger, the few lackeys surrounding her became even more arrogant, and one even attempted to reach out and touch Xiao Yue's pretty face, their faces full of lewd smiles.
As for Qian Ming, he leaned against the counter, wearing a smug and arrogant smile.
As the son of the prime minister, he was accustomed to getting his way. His reputation in the imperial capital was notorious, but his status was different, and coupled with his considerable strength, it only made him more arrogant, with no less than twenty lives in his hands.
"Young Master..."
Seeing the lackeys around Qian Ming, Xiao Yu felt worried.
"It's fine!"
Xiao Tian stood in the crowd, gently holding Xiao Yu's hand, then his eyes flashed with a cold light, and his lips moved slightly.
This was a form of telepathy, a special method that only cultivators could master.
However, nowadays, practitioners and mages on the Magic Martial Continent could only achieve similar effects