Mistress, I Was Wrong

Just as the four of them were swiftly passing through, an unexpected change occurred. A myriad of colorful spiritual powers concentrated and greeted them.

"Seventh sister."

"Follow me."

Qian Wanyu grabbed her with one hand, her whip moving swiftly in her other hand, breaking through and even pulling down the mask of a person dressed in black. That person had a pair of beautiful eyes, light blue and very bright, but there was a centipede-like scar on his face, completely ruining half of it. Clearly, the person hadn't expected his mask to be whipped off, a flash of surprise evident in his eyes.

Dongfang Minghui only managed a quick glance before seeing the person quickly wrap themselves up again with a piece of cloth.

These people were really fighting hard. She suddenly thought of the Night Fox clan that Uncle Wood had mentioned just now.

Qian Ziyan also paused for a moment upon seeing that person's face, causing Mu Sheng, who was following behind him, to be dragged into the skirmish. Mu Sheng reacted quite quickly, with the green vines of Little Green spreading out from beneath him, blocking an attack from behind and another from the left for him.

"Little Colour?"

Dongfang Minghui suddenly stopped in her tracks, swiftly dodging the beast claw of a member from the Hilarys tribe, but the vine branches from her soul sea weren't so lucky, getting trimmed a bit.

Little Colour, annoyed, extended dozens of vines, which actually connected with Little Green's vines from Mu Sheng's family, forming a green net. Sharp thorns grew on the vine net, binding the feet of that group of people, temporarily restricting their freedom.

"Mu Sheng, come here."

Just as Mu Sheng took a step, the person pricked by the vine thorns lunged at him.

Qian Ziyan's iron box opened from behind, and with a side bump, he sent that beast clan member flying, "Hurry and follow."

"Ninth Sister, let's go."

"Little Colour."

Qian Wanyu, holding her hand, quickly moved forward. Dongfang Minghui looked back to see Uncle Wood using an iron box as a weapon, sending those who charged over flying. In a split second, a dark shadow launched an attack.

Dongfang Minghui caught a glimpse from the corner of her eye, a small box tracing a parabola through the air, landing in front of Uncle Wood, Qian Ziyan instinctively catching it.

"This is bad, the Dragon Pill accidentally ended up in our hands!"

"What?"

Qian Wanyu's steps halted abruptly, turning around only to see Qian Ziyan, without a second thought, tossing the small box back into the air. In full view of everyone, he even used the weapon to give it a boost, throwing the small box back into the midst of the two groups, dragging Mu Sheng back from the fray.

"Let's go."

The group of four didn't look back as they left, not stopping until they reached the Returning Guest Inn.

Little Colour and Xiao Lu's vines also dispersed, each returning to their own places.

Dongfang Minghui let out a sigh of relief, feeling like she had been on a roller coaster, her emotions fluctuating wildly. She thought she might be a bit cursed, as not just anyone could keep the Dragon Pill safe. Even Uncle Wood must have felt it was a hot potato, hence why he threw it away.

Qian Wanyu gently patted the back of her hand, whispering, "Don't be fooled by illusions."

"Huh???" What did Seventh sister mean by that?

When they returned to their room at the inn, they found that Qian Mamma hadn't arrived. They sat for a while, ordered some food from the innkeeper, and could hear people downstairs boasting about the auction, especially the power of the Dragon Pill, which was praised to the skies, deemed even more precious than natural treasures.

"Seventh sister, could it be that the maid from Yun Tian Pavilion didn't pass on your message?" Dongfang Minghui was getting anxious. They had just acquired the item from the auction, and already people with ulterior motives were emerging. "Could it be intercepted halfway…"

"No." Qian Wanyu squinted, denying it, "Be patient. Mother must have anticipated this and got held up by something."

"Yes." Qian Ziyan also agreed.

The most clueless among them, Mu Sheng, suddenly stood up and said, "Ah, wasn't the Dragon Pill already in our hands just now?"

Qian Ziyan glanced at him helplessly, "Fake."

"What, what? Fake?"

"Yes."

Qian Ziyan felt the weight was off as soon as he touched the small iron box, and the energy it emitted was wrong too, "It was used to attract those people's attention."

Dongfang Minghui suddenly realized, now understanding the meaning behind Seventh sister standing at the inn's entrance, "But, but how did Seventh sister know?"

Qian Wanyu smiled slightly, leaned close to a bewildered Ninth Sister, and whispered, "Guessed."

"Your senses are about to surpass yours, Seventh sister."

"Isn't that better?" In Dongfang Minghui's eyes, Seventh sister should be this clever. But then she realized, "The Dragon Pill is of the fire element. If it were real, Little Fatty would have definitely woken up in front of such a temptation."

And at that time, even Little Colour wasn't afraid…

It's not that she didn't feel anything, but when faced with the temptation of the Dragon Pill, she chose to selectively ignore some things.

Qian Wanyu saw her looking silly and not knowing what she was thinking about, so she simply flicked her forehead with her finger to wake her up, "Don't think nonsense. If you were more attentive, you could have recognized it."

But, under such frantic and urgent circumstances, many people find it difficult to maintain their greed for treasures while making cautious and quick judgments.

Her Seventh sister, however, could do it.

A sense of pride welled up in her. She turned her head and saw Seventh sister's handsome profile, and couldn't help wanting to kiss it.

"Cough cough—" Mu Sheng coughed twice.

Dongfang Minghui glanced over and saw Mu Sheng looking at them with a strange expression. She was so scared that she quickly sat up straight, her cheeks flushed red, and even the roots of her ears turned thoroughly red. Her mind was racing, and just now she almost kissed her, her heart pounding wildly. Dongfang Minghui was somewhat annoyed; how could she have forgotten Uncle Wood and Mu Sheng. She guiltily looked at her toes, "Why hasn't Qian mama come over yet, should we go check outside the inn?"

"Minghui, did you forget… that the Light Qilin Holy Egg is also a treasure?" Mu Sheng reminded awkwardly, seeming to have accidentally stumbled upon a big secret. Now, seeing every move of Minghui and Sister Wanyu, he always felt something was off.

Is this the way sisters interact?

It doesn't seem quite right.

"Yes, indeed."

After all, the Qilin Egg is a Holy Egg. If taken care of properly, it will become a powerful Light Spirit Beast with excellent support effects in the future. It's understandable that people are envious. Her entire attention was drawn to the Dragon Pill and the Eye of Truth, and she completely forgot about the Holy Egg she had auctioned off with great effort.

"I haven't had a close look at that Qilin Egg, Minghui, why don't you take it out now for me to admire?" Mu Sheng's eyes sparkled as he looked at her.

"This—" The reason she forgot was also because she knew it was best not to show the egg in front of Seventh sister. Now, seeing Mu Sheng's eager eyes, she felt a sense of defeat as if she was shooting herself in the foot.

"Ninth Sister, I'm quite curious too." Qian Wanyu looked at Dongfang Minghui with a smile in her eyes.

"That Light Qilin Holy Egg is still young, it might resist you." Qing Mo was almost driven mad by this pair of sisters, one stubbornly insisting on auctioning off a Holy Egg that counters the Dark Element, and the other endlessly indulging.

"If Uncle and Mu Sheng know, it's fine." Qian Wanyu was not worried at all. She had even prepared herself mentally. Over the years, her biggest gain was that even if the fact that she possessed Dark Element power was exposed, she would not be afraid.

The Light Qilin Holy Egg was placed on the table, a round egg emitting a faint white light, pure and immaculate, casting a layer of sacred light in people's eyes.

Dongfang Minghui carefully held it, feeling the eggshell was somewhat soft to the touch. She found it novel, yet also cautiously observed Seventh sister's expression. Seeing that the other party really showed no abnormality, she then called out, "Mu Sheng, Uncle Wood, do you want to come up and touch it?"

Mu Sheng eagerly approached the Qilin Holy Egg, a bit nervously said, "Can I, can I touch it?"

"Of course, that's possible." Mu Sheng carefully touched it with one finger, finding that the sacred egg obediently stood still on the table without moving. Then, he reached out another finger, the touch felt as smooth as silk, "Minghui, does it, does it feel anything when I touch it like this?"

Dongfang Minghui thought about her only experience with little Toothless, "It should be able to feel it." Just like a child stays in the womb for ten months, as they slowly grow, they should be able to remember, "Maybe later it can recognize you in its own way."

"So obedient?" Mu Sheng was so persuaded by her words that he wanted to raise a spirit beast himself, but unfortunately, this Qilin egg was of the light element, which matched better with Brother Situ.

"Of course." Light element magical beasts are generally very obedient, and although their attack power is not very strong, they can definitely assist a Light Spiritual Master.

The two amused themselves in front of the egg for a while, Qian Wanyu and Qian Ziyan avoided it as if it were the plague, each choosing a spot to sit down, both lost in thought, not knowing what they were thinking about.

"Ah, it moved." Mu Sheng noticed the sacred egg shook a little, he hurriedly touched it again, but the egg remained motionless, "Did I just see things?"

Knock, knock, knock— A rhythmic knocking sound.

Dongfang Minghui hurriedly held the Qilin holy egg in her arms, gently stroked it, and then sent the sacred egg into her space, "Who is it?"

"Guest, someone claiming to be your friend from the beast tribe is here."

"Could it be Qian Mama?" Dongfang Minghui hurriedly opened the door, not seeing the person she expected, but was surprised to see Karu standing there respectfully.

Karu was able to find them mainly because they had just left Yuntian Pavilion, and the combat power displayed by the four of them, although it lasted less than the time of a stick of incense, Karu happened to see Qian Wanyu's signature long whip, and he got excited instantly.

As soon as the door opened, Karu was stunned. "Little—" Not the little witch. Karu felt that the person in front of him looked very similar to the little witch, almost like a mother and daughter, but the person in front of him was indeed much younger, not old enough to have a daughter as big as the little witch, he stared blankly for a while, "You, you are—"

"Come in." Mu Sheng and Qian Ziyan both glanced at Karu several times.

Karu looked around, not seeing the little witch he was concerned about. The only familiar face in the room was the one in front of him and Qian Wanyu, who was quietly sipping tea. He showed a hint of disappointment and the first thing he said was, "Miss Qian, isn't the little witch with you?"

Qian Wanyu tapped lightly on the table with two or three fingers, looking at Karu with a smile that was not quite a smile, making the beastman blush and turn red before she spoke lightly, "Long time no see. Did you come here just to look for Ninth Sister?"

Mu Sheng was completely confused, his face a picture of bewilderment. Isn't Minghui right here?

Dongfang Minghui stood beside Karu, watching him blush and turn red from Seventh sister's words, barely holding back her laughter, "Please, have a seat."

Karu scratched his head, not sure what to explain. His purpose here was indeed for the little witch. After a long while, he managed to squeeze out, "Actually, it's not like that. Miss Qian, please don't misunderstand. Chief Cass is very concerned about you all, and so am I. This time, I didn't expect to meet you in Dala City. It's such a surprise."

Qian Wanyu responded indifferently, "So, you're disappointed to see me here?"

Karu was about to nod secretly when he realized something was wrong in her words and shook his head like a rattle drum, "No, no, how could that be, Miss Qian, I didn't mean that."

"Then what do you mean, Karu?"

Karu was naturally here for the little witch. When they left, they said it would only be a few months, but now more than a year had passed. He was naturally anxious. Seeing Qian Wanyu, he ran over without thinking.

"Um, actually—" Karu was already blushing, "I just wanted to know where the little witch is. Is she doing well?"

Qian Wanyu looked meaningfully at Ninth Sister, who was snickering beside her, "She's doing quite well. After we settle things here, we'll make a trip back to the beast clan."

Karu wanted to ask more, but he was afraid of annoying Qian Wanyu. For some reason, he felt intimidated by her, so he could only stand there, grinning foolishly, not knowing whether to stay or leave.

Seeing Karu's foolish grin, Dongfang Minghui felt somewhat helpless, "Seventh sister, stop scaring him."

Mu Sheng curiously sized him up, thinking to himself that the beast clan actually had such a simple and honest person. It was truly an eye-opener.

"Mu Sheng, this is Karu, a friend we made in the beast clan. He's from the Kas clan."

"Karu, this is Mu Sheng and Qian Ziyuan."

Qian Ziyuan gave him a calm glance.

Karu was still dazed until Dongfang Minghui finished introducing them. He then greeted them with a simple and honest smile, his full beard somewhat hiding his embarrassment, "You—you are?"

Dongfang Minghui playfully stuck out her tongue, "I'm the little witch you're looking for, Karu. Don't you remember me?"

"You, you, you—" Karu gulped, his already large eyes widening like copper bells, "No, no, the little witch, she's only eight years old."

"What about being eight years old? Since you call me the little witch, naturally, it's because I have a way to suddenly grow bigger." Dongfang Minghui was also first-rate at bluffing, "If you don't believe me, you can ask me a few more questions."

Karu really couldn't believe it. He believed that the little witch could work miracles, but the situation at hand was truly beyond comprehension. "Let me think—"

Dongfang Minghui's lively black and white eyes slightly moved. "You took a necklace from that person. If you hadn't insisted on taking it, perhaps that ice cave would still be intact."

Karu was stunned, completely dumbfounded. Apart from Qian Wanyu and the little witch, even the leader of the Cass tribe didn't know the details of that incident.

"So, let's change the subject. You lost to me more than five times in a row in an attempt to persuade me to return to the Cass tribe. Do you still want me to recount the details?"

"No." Karu was almost on his knees. These were stains, blatant black marks, he never wanted to mention in his life. "Little witch, you, don't I believe in you? But, why have you grown so much?"

Dongfang Minghui circled around him, spreading her hands. "Isn't it good to be like this?"

Karu foolishly watched, never imagining that the tiny child could suddenly grow into a tall and graceful young lady. He was dumbfounded for a moment.

"Thud!"

Qian Wanyu heavily set down her cup, the sound so loud that even Qian Ziyan slightly turned his head. Mu Sheng's subtle gaze lingered back and forth between Minghui and Sister Wanyu.

Karu snapped back to his senses, repeatedly saying, "Okay, okay, okay."

The three affirmatives made Dongfang Minghui feel a bit embarrassed. She looked at Karu's silly appearance and chuckled, "You actually believed a joke. When I met you, I had regressed to an eight-year-old due to a backlash from a certain power. Now that I'm better, I naturally returned to my original form."

Karu was dazzled by her smile, engrossed in watching, but unexpectedly, a cold chill rose from his spine. "That's good, that's good."

Qian Wanyu stood up. "Besides being invited to this chaotic city of Dala, what's your purpose in bringing little Lien here?"

"Right." Dongfang Minghui was also curious. Lien had always lived with the guard team, and he was responsible for training those two war beasts. It was strange that Lien didn't follow them to the trading market but appeared in Karu's team instead.

"It's about this matter. It was entirely Lien's own decision. He sneaked into our team, and I only found out later," Karu thought of Lien's peculiar figure. "But little Lien has grown a lot and become much stronger."

The frail boy who could be defeated with a single punch had grown significantly taller within a year, especially his archery skills, which were incredibly accurate, saving several members of their team along the way.

"Since you didn't acquire anything at this auction, have you thought about when you'll head back to the Cass tribe?" Qian Wanyu asked again.

"We were planning to leave overnight." Karu was also worried about changes in the plan, but unfortunately, they ran into them as soon as they left.

"Leaving overnight is also good." Qian Wanyu felt that the Cyril tribe and the Hilarys tribe would not let this go. These two were likely to make a move on the way back. "What's the deal with the Cyril tribe?"

They were the ones who wanted to fight, yet they were also the ones who actively sought peace, acting like a cure-all, constantly changing, truly worrisome.

Karlu walked to the window, quietly opening a crack. The sun was setting, marking the beginning of night. Outside, the streets were busier than usual with people coming and going. Seeing nothing else amiss, he returned to the room and spoke seriously, "The one who came to propose peace was Cyril's second son, named Jacob. It's said he was Cyril's least favorite son, often bullied by others, including his mother, who was a lowly slave. However, it's said that this time it was precisely because of his mother's matter. Cyril, already a brutal man, seemed to have obtained a method from the Hilary tribe to stimulate their people's potential. Because of this, we suffered defeat after defeat. Those people charged at us as if they had taken something, as if they were senseless…"

Karu, recalling those dark times, was still filled with dread. Those familiar and unfamiliar faces falling one by one, that feeling, was probably hard for others to understand.

Dongfang Minghui and Qian Wanyu exchanged glances, probably guessing what method the Cyril tribe used to stimulate the beastmen's potential. "Since we were defeated, why didn't the Cyril tribe take the opportunity to completely take down the Cass tribe?"

Such a desperate method could indeed boost morale and potentially allow them to take down the Cass tribe in one fell swoop.

"Yes, it was close," Karlu said with a bitter smile. "Probably the Beast God's blessing. At the last moment, the Cyril tribe turned to attack the Hilary tribe, and they went at each other like dogs fighting over a bone, giving us a chance to recuperate."

Just listening, Dongfang Minghui knew how difficult the past year had been for the Cass tribe.

"Later, the Cyril tribe's forces suddenly retreated, and they even proposed an alliance, offering Cyril's head as the best alliance gift."

"Cyril is dead?"

"Judging by their appearance, it seems so."

There was a thorough cleanup within the Cyril tribe, and for a while, all passages to their tribe were closed.

"Later, it was Jacob who sent people to negotiate, and the Cass tribe's leader felt that they were sincere and considered accepting their request." Karu didn't mind the other two present and told everything to Qian Wanyu and Dongfang Minghui.

Qian Wanyu didn't speak but suddenly asked, "I saw that the Cyril tribe also sent people to Dala City. Do you know who the leader is?"

Karu had a fortunate encounter, "It's a young general under Jacob named Haro, a fierce attacker and ruthless. He's a tough character, capable of challenging ten people on the battlefield at once, considered Jacob's right-hand man."

"I see."

"You all talk about the Cyril tribe, but not about the Hilary tribe's people. I remember those arrogant guys who seemed ready to die here for the Dragon Pill." Dongfang Minghui remembered those arrogant individuals who had just left the Yuntian Pavilion and were ambushed, truly not deserving sympathy.

"They won't die." The most tumultuous event in Dala City today was the ambush on the Hilary tribe's people, who were all brutally attacked because the Hilary tribe had planned in advance. "The Hilary tribe is cunning and calculating. Having torn their faces with Jacob, they definitely wanted to save face, so they had two groups of people. Today, because of the Dragon Pill, the two groups merged into one."

It's a pity for those who wanted to snatch the Dragon Pill.

"It was the Night Fox tribe," Qian Ziyan suddenly said.

"Indeed." The Night Fox tribesmen were all handsome, especially those deep, affectionate eyes that could captivate anyone's soul. Qian Wanyu looked meaningfully at her lover, "Isn't that right, Ninth Sister?"

"Ah?" Dongfang Minghui giggled, "I don't know. It's just that today, after hearing Uncle Wood mention the True Eye and seeing that person's face towel pulled down by the water thunder whip, it made me think of it, but I'm not sure."

Qian Wanyu secretly found it amusing. It seemed Ninth Sister truly had no interest in men anymore; otherwise, she would have been unable to move after seeing such a person.

"Seventh sister, should we go outside and have a look? If there's trouble, we might be able to lend a hand."

"No need," Qian Wanyu patiently explained. "If there was anything, Karu would have mentioned it by now."

After all, the Cass tribe not only had good relations with Yuntian Pavilion but also with the guards of the trading market. Karu was puzzled, having no idea what they were talking about.

For a moment, the room was silent.

Qian Wanyu's fingers lightly tapped on the table, producing a soft sound with a rhythmic sense. "If mother doesn't come by the end of today, we'll head to Yuntian Pavilion."

"As for you, it's best if you leave a few days later." Now was a prime time for treasure hunting, and she feared Karu, with his luck, might get involved in incidents like the one they encountered today. "And it's better to seek refuge with Nangong Yuntian. In Yuntian Pavilion, those people tend to restrain themselves a bit."

"Ah, why?"

"What else could it be? The nail that sticks out gets hammered down." Dongfang Minghui felt Karu was a bit slow. "Listen to Seventh sister, you won't go wrong."

"Alright, then I'll come back tomorrow."

After Karu left to make arrangements, they each got lost in their thoughts until someone knocked on the door again.

"Who is it?"

"It's Zhi Lan."

Hearing the familiar voice, Dongfang Minghui quickly searched her mind and soon remembered the sister who served by Qian mama's side. She quickly opened the door. The visitor was cloaked in a cape, completely concealing herself.

"Is Miss Qian here?"

"Yes."

Dongfang Minghui was initially delighted and almost called out her name, but seeing the stranger's unfamiliar gaze, she immediately sobered up. She welcomed the visitor inside and stood behind Qian Wanyu, perfectly playing the role of a servant.

Qian Wanyu wasn't annoyed but directly asked, "Did mother get held up by something?"

Zhi Lan had seen Qian Yiling's face before. Facing that almost identical face again, she was filled with emotions. "Indeed, the adult was delayed by some matters. She sent me here to reschedule the meeting."

"Where is my mother now? Is she in danger?"

"In…" Zhi Lan remembered the adult's instructions that she must not let the other party know, but she accidentally revealed too much within three sentences. Now, it seemed difficult to keep it a secret. Feeling somewhat helpless, she simply told the truth, "I… The adult said not to tell."

"Let me guess." Qian Wanyu didn't make it difficult for her, she just changed the method to continue torturing her for the answer she wanted. "If I guess right, nod your head. If I'm wrong, shake your head."

Zhi Lan felt even more troubled. This was indirectly extracting the answer from her.

"My mother is currently hiding somewhere, unable to meet with me. She is in danger, so you are not allowed to inform me. And this danger is probably due to the sudden incident today."

Zhi Lan stared in shock, looking at the person who looked exactly like the adult, sitting quietly, yet the aura of authority was even more overwhelming than the adult's.

Zhi Lan: "…" She guessed everything, what else could she say?

"Am I right?" Qian Wanyu's smile at the corner of her mouth was unexpectedly charming, and her voice was very gentle.

Zhi Lan didn't know whether to nod or shake her head.

"Seeing you like this, I guess I'm right."

Zhi Lan: "…"

Dongfang Minghui looked at Sister Zhi Lan with a bit of sympathy. Being with Seventh sister, one must be prepared to be intellectually overwhelmed. She had already gotten used to being tormented by Seventh sister, feeling odd on days when Seventh sister didn't play tricks.

"Alright, the message has been delivered. Let's meet at this time tomorrow at the Yuntian Pavilion." Qian Wanyu believed that borrowing Nangong Yuntian's auspicious place for a bit was also giving him face. Her face showed no emotion, but her eyes sparkled with sharpness.

"Yes, young master." Zhi Lan felt tired as she walked out of the inn. It seemed her purpose for coming here was really just to deliver a message. She cautiously walked for a while, then entered a clothing store, changed into a new set of clothes, and hurried towards the city outskirts.

Dongfang Minghui popped her head out from the shadows, "Seventh sister, Sister Zhi Lan is heading towards the outskirts. Could it be that Qian Mama has already left the city?"

Qian Wanyu grabbed her hand and continued forward.

After they left, Mu Sheng's little head also popped out, complaining slightly, "Uncle, if you wanted to follow, why did you agree to Wanyu sister's request to stay at the inn earlier?"

Qian Ziyan followed quickly without half a word of explanation.

Mu Sheng, feeling helpless, could only follow closely. At every place, he looked around to see if there were any tails like them.

After a busy day, the night in Dala City was unusually quiet.

It was precisely because of the silence that Dongfang Minghui felt a chill in her heart. "Seventh sister, since they have already reached the outskirts of the city, why not just leave Dala City directly? By leaving like this, who would still remember the Eye of Truth?"

They followed all the way until they saw Sister Zhi Lan enter the place of fireworks. Dongfang Minghui was somewhat dumbfounded, "Could it be that Qian Mama is hiding in this place? But why?"

Qian Wanyu was not entirely sure either, but she guessed something from a series of actions by Qian Yiling, which needed confirmation, "We can't just go in like this."

The madam of this place of fireworks would definitely recognize them. Going in would undoubtedly startle the snake, and it might even expose Qian Mama's hiding place. After pondering for a moment, Qian Wanyu began to rummage through the few remaining items in her space.

"Ah, ah, Seventh sister, what are you doing?"

Dongfang Minghui busily protected her chest. When would Seventh sister change her habit of undressing without saying a word?

Qian Wanyu quickly stripped off one of her clothes and hurriedly draped a set of men's clothing on her, "Put this on your face, we will change our faces before we go in."

"Understood."

From a distance, Mu Sheng only heard the rustling sound from the bushes. Out of curiosity, he tried to look, but was forcefully pressed down by Qian Ziyan's hand, "Uh, Uncle Wood, what are you doing?"

"Close your eyes, no peeking."

"Okay—but why close the eyes?" Mu Sheng was obedient, closing his eyes when told to, but he didn't understand.

Qian Ziyan didn't explain, just picked him up at the right time, "Follow."

Mu Sheng watched with wide eyes as the two of them, in just a moment, dressed in men's clothing and under the shouting of two beast clan girls stronger than them, entered the place of fireworks, "What are they trying to do?"

Qian Ziyan sized up Mu Sheng from top to bottom, "Cooperate a bit later, don't give us away."

"Uncle, what do you mean?"

Soon, Mu Sheng was frightened out of his wits by the debauchery, nearly losing half his life. He forced his gaze away from those bare bodies, but wherever he moved his eyes, it seemed the whole place was filled with indecent scenes. In contrast, Qian Ziyan walked forward with a straight face.

Men and women constantly threw themselves at them, but were repelled by the cold aura emanating from Uncle Wood, making their way through without anyone daring to stop them.

"Hey, where did this chick come from?"

Mu Sheng was closely following Qian Ziyan's steps when suddenly, a thick arm intercepted him, hoisting him up against a pillar. Before he could react, the other hand began to undo his robe.

Mu Sheng had never encountered such a terrifying situation in his life, nearly getting scared stiff. The moment his rationality returned, he immediately started to struggle.

"Hey."

Qian Ziyan held the person's arm tightly, his face expressionless as he said, "Who allowed you to touch him?"

Mu Sheng quickly reacted, using both hands and feet to release a highly pure wood spiritual power. Vines traveled from under his feet, binding the person into a tree man. With a kick from Qian Ziyan, the person flew out like a wooden figure.

"Follow closely."

"Okay."

Mu Sheng was truly frightened. He clutched his clothes tightly, seeing everyone as if they were a big bad wolf ready to pounce at any moment, until they went upstairs. There were far fewer people upstairs, and they were mostly in pairs.

"Uncle, where did Wanyu and the others go?"

As a man, he had encountered such a terrifying situation. Then, what about sisters Wanyu and Minghui…

Dongfang Minghui and Qian Wanyu were already familiar with each other. When they first came in, they hugged and rubbed against each other as if they couldn't bear to waste even a step, tearing at each other's belts. The group of people watching were dumbfounded, and no one dared to disturb them. Interrupting such a moment of love was taboo. Thus, the two boldly kissed and went upstairs together, a sight that would truly shock Mu Sheng if he saw it.

"Seventh sister, where should we go to find Mama Qian?" Dongfang Minghui could still hear the enticing moans, seemingly from the next room. She quietly opened a door and found a naked couple standing by the railing, engaging in their activities.

The sight of their bare bodies swaying in front of her made her blush and turn red. She gently closed the door, turned around, and found herself trapped in Qian Wanyu's arms.

Qian Wanyu stared at those bright red lips, licked her own lips with her tongue, and gently pressed a kiss.

Dongfang Minghui's heart thumped wildly, her hands nervously pressed against the other's shoulders, tightly holding onto her robe.

But…

The expected passionate kiss didn't happen; their lips only lightly brushed against each other.

"I would like to—but, let's find mother first." Qian Wanyu gave her another peck before they escaped through the back window.

"Mm." Dongfang Minghui was extremely embarrassed. She clearly had feelings just now, but unfortunately, the timing was off. "Seventh sister, we've been here before. The only place left for mother to hide is where we hid the treasure before."

"Smart."

The two of them encountered no obstacles this time. After the auction ended, it seemed Nangong Yuntian had taken away all the treasure chests, and everyone had left.

"Click."

The slight sound of breaking branches, Dongfang Minghui looked down to see that she had accidentally stepped on a branch, it was pitch black, unable to see anything. The last time she came here was during the day, and she didn't remember whether there were stones or branches on the ground.

"Who's there, come out."

"Zhi Lan, it's us."

Qian Wanyu and Dongfang Minghui appeared hand in hand, still smiling at each other.

Zhi Lan's eye twitched, these two who should have been in the inn, how did they appear here in the blink of an eye, and moreover, dressed in men's clothing, disheveled. If the two hadn't spoken in time, she would have definitely mistaken them for intruders from a place of debauchery, probably following her here, she was speechless for a long while.

Dongfang Minghui saw her expression change again and again, probably speechless due to their unexpected actions.

"Seventh sister is also worried about mother, we had no choice, sister Zhi Lan, please be more understanding." Dongfang Minghui cheerfully spoke up for Seventh sister.

"Zhi Lan, rest assured, if mother blames us, I will take full responsibility."

However, Dongfang Minghui was sniffing around, what was with that strong smell of blood?

"Ninth Sister?"

"Seventh sister, I smell a very strong scent of blood." Dongfang Minghui's sense of smell was very sensitive, it clearly wasn't there just now, "Could it be—?"

Qian Wanyu's face also changed, hurriedly said, "Zhi Lan, take me to see mother."

Reunion with Qian Mama <3