The Sinister Tea Pavilion! Mercenary Group Leader: Take This Little Girl Back and Make Her My Daughter!

Along the way, Qi Yan'er kept sizing up Nalan Yanran.

Nalan Yanran was one of Heaven's Proud Daughters.

Whether in looks, figure, or temperament, she was far beyond the girls in the village.

Although she still fell short of the breathtaking beauty her father had described, she was qualified to become Father's... concubine!

Father and I had always depended on each other.

Now that even I was no longer by his side, he must be terribly lonely, right?

How about...

At that moment, Qi Yan'er was already plotting how to trick Nalan Yanran into going alone to the village to keep her father company.

She might not be Mother, but she could become the second wife!

Nalan Yanran never could have imagined it.

This little girl before her, only six or seven years old, had already marked her as prey!

And wanted to turn her from big sister into stepmother!

The three continued onward and soon reached a crossroads.

"Yan'er, there's a tea pavilion ahead. Let's go rest for a while!"

Nalan Yanran pointed ahead and smiled.

"Okay~ Okay~"

They had been walking until nearly noon, and Qi Yan'er was already a little hungry.

Now she could hardly wait, grabbing Nalan Yanran and running ahead.

Mo Li followed behind them, speechless.

He had originally been walking shoulder to shoulder with the girl he loved, but now...

He had become a tagalong.

He might even have to miserably pay the bill later!

Just thinking about it made Mo Li's head buzz.

What sin had he committed?

Yanran was tired from riding a flying magical beast, so why had I agreed to get down and walk with her?

Mo Li surveyed the surrounding area.

Then he looked at the tea pavilion in the distance and suddenly sensed that something was wrong.

They had not encountered anyone else along the way.

This place was desolate. Why would anyone open a tea pavilion here?

And there were more than ten people inside!

"Something's wrong!"

Mo Li felt deeply uneasy and immediately warned them:

"Yanran, we should take another route!"

Nalan Yanran had already found him annoying. Hearing him lose his nerve now made her even more impatient.

"Mo Li, are you sick?"

"It's broad daylight. What could possibly be wrong with a tea pavilion in the middle of the road?"

With that, Nalan Yanran ignored him and pulled Qi Yan'er over.

"Hm?"

When the waiter at the tea pavilion saw customers arrive, he immediately perked up.

"What would the three of you like? Our humble shop has not only tea, but wine and meat as well."

"Bring three jin of beef and two jin of Lao Bai Gan!"

Before Nalan Yanran or Mo Li could speak, Qi Yan'er waved her little hand and ordered.

"Uh..."

The moment Qi Yan'er spoke, everyone in the tea pavilion turned to look at her.

This little girl...

She was rather bold!

Nalan Yanran looked at Qi Yan'er in surprise.

"Um~ Yan'er, don't tell me you learned all this from your father."

"Of course."

Qi Yan'er's little face was utterly matter-of-fact.

"My father loves drinking. He always sends me out to buy it, and he makes me cook too."

Trash!

The word flashed through everyone's mind at once.

Such an adorable little girl, and her father actually made her cook for him!

The waiter looked awkward.

"Esteemed guest, um..."

"Just do as she says."

Nalan Yanran did not refuse. She looked at Qi Yan'er with interest.

"Little Yan'er, why do I feel like your father doesn't treat you very well?"

"That's not true!"

Qi Yan'er immediately retorted.

"My father treats me the best! He even made me a Treasure Box, and it has all sorts of good things inside."

As she spoke, Qi Yan'er proudly patted the little box on her back.

"Pfft~ Hahahaha!"

The moment she said that, everyone burst into laughter.

This little girl really was easy to fool!

A broken wooden box, and she claimed it contained good things.

Nalan Yanran helplessly rubbed her forehead and said nothing more.

Seeing Nalan Yanran's reaction, Qi Yan'er sighed inwardly.

You think I'm cute and easy to fool, but I think you're the one who hasn't seen enough of the world!

But that was for the best!

Hehehe~

Father, just wait at home. I'll send someone over to you!

Soon, the waiter brought over the wine and meat.

A moment later...

"Bang! Bang!"

Just as Mo Li had expected, Nalan Yanran and Qi Yan'er both collapsed onto the table.

"Hehe~"

Seeing this, the waiter and the others at the tea pavilion rose to their feet with strange grins.

"They're dressed so well. They must have plenty of valuables on them. Brothers, we've struck it rich!"

A burly man with a massive saber slung over his shoulder laughed wildly.

"Third Captain, he hasn't gone down yet!"

One of the lackeys pointed at Mo Li beside the table, who had drawn his sword with an angry expression.

"Him? He's just a scrawny little weakling!"

The burly man sneered disdainfully.

"All of you attack together. Kill the man. That little woman is pretty—I'll take her back and have her. As for the little girl..."

"Third Captain, what should we do with the girl?"

The lackey asked in confusion.

The burly man grinned broadly.

"Of course, take her back to the Mercenary Group and make her my daughter!"

"Uh..."

The mercenaries were dumbfounded.

So their Third Captain had a thing for doting on daughters?

At those words, Qi Yan'er's little face changed as she lay on the table.

Shameless bastard! I'm Father's daughter, yet this shameless big oaf wants me to be his daughter!

Mo Li held his sword at his side, his gaze sweeping over the crowd as he roared:

"Such nerve! Do you know who I am?"

"I don't give a damn who you are. Once you're on my, He Meng's, turf, you listen to me!"

"Kill him!"

He Meng pointed with one large hand, and more than ten men charged forward.

"A bunch of trash~"

Mo Li's face turned cold. As his sword flashed from its sheath, he erupted with the might of a Five Star Dou Zhe.

After all, he was a disciple of the Misty Cloud Sect.

Mo Li was not weak.

"Swish! Swish! Swish!"

In the blink of an eye, four mercenaries had fallen.

"Hm?"

Only then did He Meng realize that Mo Li was no ordinary man.

After taking a closer look, he suddenly noticed the five golden stars embroidered over Mo Li's chest, along with his moon-white robes!

That pattern was...

As the leader of a Mercenary Group, He Meng naturally had broader knowledge than the others.

At that moment, he suddenly remembered something!

"Crack! Crack!"

He Meng clenched his iron fists, his knuckles cracking sharply.

"Kid, go die!"

He Meng gave a sinister smile, then stomped the ground hard. His body charged forward like a gigantic magical beast, barreling straight at Mo Li.

"An Eight Star Dou Zhe?"

Sensing He Meng's strength, Mo Li's expression changed drastically.

He had never imagined that there would be an Eight Star Dou Zhe among the people in this tea pavilion!

"This is bad!"

Seeing the burly man's fist coming at him, Mo Li hurriedly raised his sword to block.

"Bang!"

A dull impact rang out, and Mo Li was sent flying.

"Pfft~"

A mouthful of blood sprayed from his mouth. Mo Li was in a miserable state, unable to rise no matter how hard he tried.

"Ah~"

A pair of large eyes blinked from behind slender arms.

Qi Yan'er felt utterly helpless.

She had thought Mo Li was clever, but he turned out to be another fool who had never seen the world.

He knew they had bad intentions, yet he still stood there. Wasn't that just stupid?

"Bang!"

He Meng leaped through the air and landed before Mo Li, his eyes brimming with viciousness.

Feeling the killing intent, Mo Li cried out in terror:

"You can't kill me! I'm a disciple of the Misty Cloud Sect!"

Qi Yan'er: Σ(⊙▽⊙"a??

So this was the... stupid pig Father always talked about?