Volume 1, Chapter 63: The Traveling Peddler!

Wearing a padded cotton jacket and crossing his arms over his chest, Xu Mo walked out of the yellow mud house.

Listening to the screams and angry curses coming from behind the courtyard, Xu Mo frowned and quickened his pace.

Meanwhile, Old Xu also walked out of the main house, a look of complicated emotions washing over his face when he saw Xu Mo.

Xu Zhaocai and other close neighbors, hearing the commotion, stepped out of their doors one after another.

Outside the small bamboo grove, Li Yuanyuan was crying and wailing miserably, rolling on the ground in a disheveled state as she desperately avoided the shoulder pole swung down repeatedly by the elderly village chief.

Therefore, the moment this Qing showed up, fielding three bosses every single day, it simply drove those guilds into a dead end with no way out.

Li Jing was naturally well aware of Lin Fei's flirtatious behavior, but for some reason, not an ounce of anger arose in her heart; instead, a trace of sweetness lingered there.

"Xiaoxiao." Just at that moment, Jin Xuan's voice sounded from behind. Mi Xiaoxiao instinctively turned her head, and the first thing that came into her view was a bouquet of golden chrysanthemums.

Hearing Jian Chen's words, Ao Jiao, who had been acting all smug just a moment ago, instantly felt his anger surge and was overcome with humiliation and rage. He then broke free from Ao Long's restraint, transforming into a blur as he charged fiercely toward Jian Chen.

Leng He's eyes widened in disbelief as he stared at the man, and the rest of the Leng family members likewise stared in utter shock, their faces filled with astonishment.

Before making the medicinal pills, Lin Fei had already contacted the major traditional Chinese medicine shops in Jiangyun City a day in advance through Old Liu, successfully collecting almost all the required medicinal herbs one by one.

Then he took the bowl, placed it into the basin, took her hands, and washed them earnestly.

Afterward, Lin Fei gave Luo Yun a brief and concise, yet truthful account of what had happened. Of course, he omitted the detail about using the Qi-Observing Technique to hypnotize those two individuals, instead fabricating a plausible excuse to brush it over. Fortunately, Luo Yun actually believed it and did not pursue the matter further.

However, since the two of them had weathered major storms in the past, although they felt astonished in their hearts, they did not say anything more.

"Back then, you were wearing a red robe with your shoulders bare—truly captivating." Ye Hongqing's hand rested upon his chest, stroking it slowly.

"I'd like to see how many questions you plan to ask just to slander me," Chu Qiuhan sneered.

Upon hearing this, Liu Ruyan and the others were not particularly surprised. After all, it had already been conjectured within that the Guardian had received the legacy left behind by a saint. However, they had no idea which saint was involved.

Qiong Youdao had no intention of concealing his real name. Since his mask had already been removed, it was only natural to show himself with his true face; everything had its own explanation and its own karmic cause.

"I know all of you have work experience, but I still want to emphasize this here: you must remember that no matter what the customer says, you are not allowed to utter a single vulgar word. If you encounter a problem you cannot handle, you can come to me. Furthermore, there are skills to selling our products; you should talk more about the product's high-tech features, price advantages, and so on."

Empress Sun did not keep Qin Wan for long; she pulled her in for a chat, bestowed some gifts upon her, and then had Eunuch Chen personally escort her back.

Guan Huadie brought Mujin in an instant deep into the territory of Spirit Mountains. This was the domain of spirit beasts, where spirit beasts at the Emperor-Sealing realm and the Carefree Immortal realm were by no means rare, and even spirit beasts that had just stepped into the Saint realm could be found. However, Guan Huadie was a dignified Fourth-Manifestation Saint-Deriving master, so she had no fear of these.

With a crisp sound, the man's face instantly swelled up red, and blood even began to trickle from his nose.

She pressed the bedside lamp, casting a somewhat cold glance at them—a glance carrying a hint of murderous intent. The round-faced girl and the long-haired girl, who had still wanted to say something, were instantly rendered speechless by that single look.

Everyone present was a person who had witnessed great storms, yet at this moment, all of them widened their eyes, and some even dropped their jaws in gaping shock.

Before he could even begin, he suddenly sensed a camera flash going off. Realizing with a start that something was wrong, he tried to get up, only to discover that his entire body was completely devoid of strength.

Thus, the next morning, Li Yiming deliberately hid inside his room and refused to come out. As soon as he heard Jiang Xiao leaving, he hurriedly followed after her.