Qu Feiyan was extremely curious about what good stuff Little Dragon Girl had obtained from this mission.
But she had just been caught red-handed.
She hadn't dared to make another move.
She was genuinely afraid that Little Dragon Girl would shoot her without a word.
Little Dragon Girl was famous for being ruthless and sparing with words.
Qu Feiyan's eyes darted around. She called the bartender over, settled the bill, then picked up Little Dragon Girl and left.
Good grief, she's heavy. What exactly did she get? How could it be this heavy?
Qu Feiyan grew even more curious, but she didn't take advantage of Little Dragon Girl's condition. Instead, she carried her to one of the rooms attached to the bar. There, she watched Little Dragon Girl lie on the bed, curled into a ball, her brows tightly furrowed even in sleep.
What exactly happened to her? Why does she always look so worried lately?
Qu Feiyan couldn't figure it out.
She stayed with Little Dragon Girl for a while, but when she grew bored, she turned and left the room. After locking the door, she returned to the bar counter, ordered herself a few drinks, and sipped them absentmindedly. Her eyes kept drifting toward the entrance. She was waiting for Ding Ling to appear.
But after waiting and waiting, Ding Ling still didn't show up.
Instead, quite a few enemies came.
Swish, swish!
Two burly men sat down on either side of Qu Feiyan, legs spread wide and eyes fixed on her menacingly.
"Qu Feiyan, let's see where you can run this time!"
"..."
Qu Feiyan rolled her eyes in exasperation. Duan Lang, Shi Wuzun, would you two really dare fight me here?
She lifted her chin and stuck out her neck. *Go ahead and hit me if