"Sir, honored sir?"
Xiao Lian followed closely behind Chen Mu, looking very startled at the moment.
Chen Mu had taken her up to the third floor, where she was guiding him, thinking that her chance to buy back her freedom with silver coins was within grasp again. She was still wondering about the face that lay beneath Chen Mu's black cloth hat when suddenly, he changed direction, taking the lead. He then broke off several flower branches from the side of the road and swiftly threw them in quick succession.
The delicate branches, in Chen Mu's hands, burst forth with the sound of breaking air, like crossbow bolts, piercing directly through a room ahead, giving the unsuspecting Xiao Lian quite a fright, and leaving her at a loss, stuttering as she watched Chen Mu open the door opposite to reveal a room in complete disarray.
She had realized.
She seemed to have gotten herself involved in a terrible mess.
"Chen Mu!"
Yan Wansi's expression was extremely ugly as he stared at Chen Mu.
