Soul Saint: Move! (Please Keep Reading!)

"Zhuqing, what did you grow up eating?"

Inside the clothing store, Ning Rongrong stared at Zhu Zhuqing's Plump Figure with unbearable envy. They were clearly about the same age, so why had she grown into a small watermelon?

"I was born this way."

Zhu Zhuqing answered calmly. At the moment, she was holding up a piece of clothing and comparing it to Jiang Qianhai's build in her memory. Then she shook her head somewhat dissatisfied. She felt this style did not quite match Jiang Qianhai's temperament.

"You're buying clothes for Jiang Qianhai?"

Zhu Zhuqing nodded, then asked in return, "Didn't you call him Qianhai Gege before? Why did you change back to calling him Jiang Qianhai now?"

Ning Rongrong giggled. "Wasn't that because I needed something from him back then? Now that I got what I wanted, why would I still call him that? Besides, even if I still called him Qianhai Gege, he wouldn't be able to hear it."

She was nothing if not realistic.

"But Zhuqing, you really are good to him."

"He's also very good to me."

Ning Rongrong suddenly became curious about gossip. "How did you two meet back then?"

The corners of Zhu Zhuqing's lips lifted slightly. "He is my Savior."

"Wow! And then you pledged yourself to him, right?"

A blush flashed across Zhu Zhuqing's face. If she really had to explain it, the story would have to start from Jiang Qianhai kneading bait in a dream, but was that something she could say?

So she merely nodded and acknowledged Ning Rongrong's version. After all, it was barely close enough.

After receiving Zhu Zhuqing's confirmation, Ning Rongrong immediately grew excited.

This was the kind of plot that only appeared in storybooks. For it to happen in reality could absolutely be called a fine tale!

After pestering Zhu Zhuqing into telling her some stories about her and Jiang Qianhai, Ning Rongrong directly took over the task of choosing clothes for Jiang Qianhai.

"Although Jiang Qianhai is indeed very powerful, I can sense a lazy air about him from his daily life. Clothes that match this kind of temperament are either the simple attire of a reclusive expert, or casual wear."

"Forget the reclusive expert. Let's go with casual wear."

The moment Zhu Zhuqing imagined Jiang Qianhai turning into the scruffy, bearded image of a reclusive expert in her mind, her heart rejected it outright.

Absolutely not!

Ning Rongrong nodded as if she had expected this, and soon picked out a pile of clothes suitable for Jiang Qianhai.

Zhu Zhuqing casually picked up one piece and looked it over, only to discover that the clothes Ning Rongrong had chosen really did suit Jiang Qianhai's temperament.

But Ning Rongrong had indeed picked a little too many.

There were more than thirty sets in total. How could she possibly buy that many at once?

So she simply picked out three to five sets that caught her eye from among them, preparing to put the rest back.

But just as Zhu Zhuqing was about to put them back, Ning Rongrong stopped her.

"There are too many clothes. These are enough."

Ning Rongrong giggled. "They've all been taken out already, so why put them back? Just take them. It's not like we can't carry them."

"And this is my family's store. Just consider these clothes as the rent I'm paying you. Your house is so nice, you can't let me live there for free, right? Hurry and put them away."

Seeing Ning Rongrong's expression that allowed no refusal, Zhu Zhuqing could only accept the whole pile of clothes.

Neither of them was short on money, so there was no need to fuss over it.

Besides, Jiang Qianhai could wear all these clothes, so it was not a waste.

By the time the two of them had bought clothes for themselves as well, three hours had already passed.

Outside the door, the Soul Saint assassin, who had been haggling for several hours, had already run out of things to say. Now he was praying in his heart for Zhu Zhuqing to hurry up and come out while casually chatting on and off.

When Zhu Zhuqing finally walked out of the shop, the two Soul Saints' eyes lit up.

In truth, making two Soul Saints who lived off the royal payroll do an assassin's job like this was indeed making things difficult for them.

In the past, when they walked outside, they could even hold their heads high before unaffiliated Soul Douluo. Yet now they actually had to stake out a place and ambush a mere Soul Grandmaster?

If this had not been the First Prince's order, how could the two of them have been willing?

But since they ate the imperial family's food, they had to work for the imperial family.

There was nothing to be done about that.

The old man glanced at the Old Woman, then used Sound Transmission into a Line.

"The target has finally come out! That little girl still doesn't know disaster is about to fall on her and is still buying clothes. In a bit, I'll disguise myself as an Agility Attack System Soul Grandmaster and snatch away her Storage Soul Tool. Then I'll lure her one li east of the city. We'll finish her off there!"

The Old Woman nodded in agreement.

After all, how difficult could it be for two Soul Saints to kill one Soul Grandmaster?

If they had not been wary of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's little princess and the experts in the city, they would have acted directly the moment they saw Zhu Zhuqing.

The two exchanged a look and nodded secretly.

Get ready to move!

Then the old man wandered a few steps aimlessly, pretending to look around at the prices of nearby goods, while the Old Woman turned and left with her hands behind her back. Once she was out of sight, she directly sped toward the target location.

Very soon, the old man came face-to-face with Zhu Zhuqing. The instant they brushed past each other, he suddenly sprang into action, grabbed the cloth pouch at Zhu Zhuqing's waist, and at the same time used Soul Power to cut the cord tying it there. The moment he succeeded, he bolted toward the east side of the city.

The old man's sudden move left both Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong unable to react.

After freezing for a moment, Ning Rongrong hurriedly tried to pull Zhu Zhuqing after him, but Zhu Zhuqing pulled her back instead.

"Zhuqing?"

Ning Rongrong looked at Zhu Zhuqing in confusion, unable to understand why she was not anxious at all when her belongings had just been stolen.

From what she had seen earlier, when Zhu Zhuqing had brought her clothes to her waist and put them into her Soul Tool, the thing that had been stolen was clearly Zhu Zhuqing's Storage Soul Tool!

Even if that thing was empty, it was still worth a fortune, not to mention whatever was inside it.

She knew that Zhu Zhuqing's huge thing called the Mystic Heavy Ruler was still in there!

At that moment, Zhu Zhuqing's brows were slightly furrowed, as if she was thinking about something. But when she heard Ning Rongrong call her, she explained, "What that guy stole was my sachet. It just looked a little delicate."

Ning Rongrong: ???

"Sachet?"

Uh... what kind of stupid thief was that?

But right after that came confusion.

"I clearly saw you put your clothes into..."

"Fake."

Zhu Zhuqing touched a ring on the ring finger of her right hand. This was the real storage item, called a Storage Ring.

It was a gift from Jiang Qianhai.

As for the clothes, she had only used the motion as cover and stored them into the Storage Ring at her waist. It was precisely to guard against situations like this.

Not only that, aside from the Storage Ring on her ring finger, there was another ring of almost the same style on her index finger.

This was a habit she had developed over the past six years.

Hide!

Hide Soul Power, hide emotions, hide objects.

Hide everything she could!

Ning Rongrong's little brain spun for a long while before she finally reacted. For a moment, it was as if she was getting to know Zhu Zhuqing all over again.

But Ning Rongrong still did not understand why Zhu Zhuqing did not go and teach that robber a lesson. He was only a Soul Grandmaster. If this had happened to her, she definitely would not have been able to swallow it.

So she asked.

"Soul Grandmaster?"

Zhu Zhuqing shook her head. "That man was definitely hiding his Soul Power!"

On this point, as someone who had hidden her Soul Power for six whole years, she had the most say.

"He wanted to lure us out of the city. Although I don't know what his goal is, it definitely isn't anything good."

Ning Rongrong stared at Zhu Zhuqing in a daze. She felt as if she had lived her twelve years in vain. How could she not see any of that?

Immediately after came anger. What kind of person actually dared to plot against the two of them!

Unforgivable!

Then she took out a golden crystal shaped like a small sword and crushed it in one grip!

At that moment, in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Sword Douluo Chen Xin, who was leisurely drinking tea, suddenly had a change in expression.

Sword Grandfather! Save me!

Ning Rongrong's voice rang beside his ear.

Then the entire Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect saw a streak of sword light carrying a dense killing intent shoot rapidly across the sky.

And then vanish from sight.

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