âMhm, hm.â Qiao Mu nodded her petite head. âAre you finished? Letâs head home for dinner.â
âIâm done.â Mo Lian nodded with a smile.
âTonight, Iâll roast rainbow divine fish for you guys,â Qiao Mu muttered. âXuanxuan even said she wouldnât let me work. I think they all dislike my cooking skills a little. Is the fish I roast that bad?â
A hint of distress appeared on the little fellowâs face.
âHow could that be!â Mo Lian restrained his amused smile and discreetly nudged Duan Yue.
Duan Yue, exasperated, cast a glance at him, then mustered the courage to intervene. âQiaoqiao roasted it, so itâs naturally the best. Why donât we go back and let Qiaoqiao roast two for Mo Lian?â
âAlright!â Her Excellency Lady Qiaoqiao nodded emphatically. âIâll roast two for you as well!â
Mo Lian couldnât help but turn his face away: Calling you brother deceitful! Iâm also getting into the deceitful business!
At that moment, Mu Xingchen had also finished vomiting. He approached in a daze, addressing her as Younger Sister. Then, as if recalling something, he hastily said, âQuick, quick, there are still people in the cabin! Get someone to carry them out first.â
Holy Son Miyan had already instructed people to go inside the stomach of the big-headed carpâs spiritual tool and bring out seven or eight individuals.
âAlright, alright. With this, almost everyone should be accounted for.â Holy Son Miyan nodded at Mu Xingchen and the others, wearing a satisfied expression. âYoung Master Muâs spiritual tool has truly been of great assistance this time!â
Mu Xingchen promptly waved his hand and urgently said to Qiao Mu, âSister, Younger Sister, give me a vomit relief pill first.â
Holy Son Miyan looked at Mu Xingchen exasperatedly and then remarked, âThis spiritual tool should be quite spacious, right? How can Young Master Mu not be used to it? Why does it look like this every timeâŠâ
Mu Xingchen automatically smiled bitterly.
He could say that ever since it was modified by that eccentric Mo Lian, not only had the speed of this spiritual tool increased significantly, but even the space in its stomach had expanded considerably.
However, the problem was that it was too fast! Flying at such speed made him feel incredibly dizzy. He estimated that he would need a few more adaptations to get used to itâŠ
Qiao Mu handed him a pill to alleviate his nausea. Glancing at him, she asked, âBig Bro, are you alright?â
âBig Bro is fine.â Mu Xingchen promptly waved at her, managing a faint smile.
Damn, his Big Bro vomited like a fool after being seen by his Younger Sister a couple of timesâŠ
Boohoo, he had lost all his dignity in front of Younger Sister!
Mu Xingchen silently lamented for a moment before suddenly remembering something. He hastily turned around and said to Dou Fengmian, âOh, right. Rouxuanâs injuries are quite severe. Young Sir Dou, please take a look at her.â
Dou Fengmian and Dou Fenghua exchanged glances, nodding politely at Mu Xingchen.
By this point, two people had already carried Mu Rouxuan over. She lay on the cold ground, eyes closed, with her hair still dripping water.
âRouxuan, Rongxuan.â Mu Xingchen appeared anxious.
Dou Fengmian carefully examined Mu Rouxuanâs injuries, casting an uneasy glance at Mu Xingchen. âMiss Mu has an injury below her stomach. This woundâŠâ
It was challenging for him to conduct a thorough examination.
Although Dou Fengmian didnât explicitly express this, Mu Xingchen understood what he meant.
Dou Fengmian turned to glance at the little stoic nearby. Observing her apathetic gaze and discerning no inclination to intervene, he refrained from inviting trouble.
Mu Xingchen also recognized that this matter was putting the Dou Clanâs Young Sir in a difficult spot, so he subtly looked back at Qiao Mu, contemplating whether to seek her assistance.
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