Fragnt Four had turned out to be quite the nuisance. His careless expulsion had not only cast him beyond the city's limits but Wind Thunder City as well.
Cursing under his breath, he had to endure quite a journey to make his way back.
Qiao Mu extended her hand to touch his handso face, which bore the brunt of the biting wind during his trek. Observing his somber expression, curiosity got the best of her. "Where did Little Four throw you?"
"Outside the city."
Qiao Mu blinked in response. "Don't worry, I'll handle it with him for you."
Mo Lian nodded, his resentnt toward the deceptive entity growing.
"Hello, Crown Prince."
Mo Lian turned to find Qin Xuan offering a half-smile, and his mood soured imdiately.
What was this guy doing here?
Did he have inappropriate intentions concerning his wife?
Mo Lian instinctively reached for Qiao Mu's hand, holding it firmly as he regarded Qin Xuan and Qinxiu with a cold countenance. Then, he turned his gaze to Qinxiu, surprise evident in his voice. "Qiaoqiao, you found Fifth Qin?"
"Yes." Qiao Mu nodded her petite head. "I stumbled upon him shortly after I left the boundary."
Recalling what Qi Xuanxuan had ntioned earlier, Mo Lian couldn't help but think that Qiao was indeed extraordinarily lucky.
"Qiaoqiao, you can head to the mission center to exchange for credits." Mo Lian grasped her small hand. "Let's return to the academy."
Now that he had located her, there was no reason for him to linger in the inner city any longer.
Fifth Young Sir Qin pursed his lips, remaining silent, but his cold gaze swept across Mo Lian with a discernible hostility.
As anticipated, in the eyes of these individuals, he was nothing more than a ans to gain mission credits.
The young lady appeared avaricious and ill-natured, and what was worse, she seed quite conceited!
It was evident that her tastes, or lack thereof, were questionable. She likely attached herself to the Crown Prince due to his noble status, aiming to ascend the social hierarchy.
The little lady paid no heed to Fifth Young Sir Qin's thoughts. She was led by her husband, Mo Lian, as they made their way toward the staircase.
Qin Xuan let out a sigh, his emotions a tad tumultuous as he watched them depart.
"I'm craving wontons!"
Mo Lian tilted his head, a smile gracing his lips. "I'll cook so for you once we're back."
Her Ladyship Qiaoqiao nodded her petite head and suddenly recollected sothing. She turned to Dao Seeking and inquired, "By the way, did Holy Son Miyan specify when we should set out for the secret realm?"
"In three days," Mo Lian replied, grinning. "Do you wish to integrate Fragnt Four?"
Qiao Mu shook her head. "Let Little Four interact with the Matrix Viscount. Whether it chooses to rge with Qiuqiu or not, let it be."
Mo Lian reached out to gently stroke her little head. "The Lunisolar Shrine is located near the Red River Canyon, and our journey will involve traveling by water, with Spring River alone taking about a full day."
"Air travel is strictly prohibited above Spring River."
Intrigued, Qiao Mu looked at him and asked, "Why is there a ban on flying?"
Mo Lian shook his head. "I'm not certain. The sutra practitioners have always upheld this regulation. So claim it's due to the presence of immortal beings with boundless Dharmic powers residing beneath the river's waters. Should spiritual energy-empowered cultivators attempt to defy the ban by ascending into the sky, they risk annihilation."
Curiosity piqued, Qiao Mu followed Mo Lian out of the restaurant, the pair heading towards the Imperial Academy.
As they took a few steps, Qiao Mu abruptly halted, exclaiming, "Oh no, I forgot to retrieve the credits."
Mo Lian furrowed his brows. "What credits?"
"Wait for !" With a swift motion, Qiao Mu vanished, reappearing back at the small restaurant.
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