1150 Has to Stay!

The senior shopkeeper ran down the stairs, and he was immediately overjoyed upon seeing Qiao Mu. "Oh my, Crown Prince Consort, it really is the crown prince consort! Thank goodness, this is too great. Second Shopkeeper, hurry! Quickly send His Highness a message. Good, good, we finally found her."

The senior shopkeeper was all smiles as he walked up, but before he could continue, Ding Yun coldly stepped in front of Qiao Mu. "Who are you?"

The senior shopkeeper was startled. "I am the senior shopkeeper of Morning Cloud Restaurant. Pleased to meet you, Young Sir. Did you save our crown prince consort? I am unable to thank you enough."

"Crown Prince Consort?" Ding Yun harrumphed. "What freaking crown prince consort! We don't know you people at all, please step aside!"

"Ey?" The second shopkeeper rushed up with several other waiters and clamored, "Young Sir, how can you say that? This is our crown prince consort!"

"Crown Prince Consort, Crown Prince Consort, I am Ah-Fu. You had come here before a little while back with His Highness. This humble one had even served you tea. Do you remember?"

"Right, right. Crown Prince Consort, you should stop playing around! His Highness has sent people to look for you day and night! If you feel upset and occasionally want to go missing, that is fine. Just tell His Highness first and then go missing!" The senior shopkeeper peered anxiously at Qiao Mu, and he turned to give the second shopkeeper a look.

The second shopkeeper immediately understood and hurried out the door. He must have gone to send a message to the captain of the Dragon Saliva Guard, Yu Xiu.

What the heck was this? Ding Yun couldn't smile anymore, and he was a bit agitated in his heart.

D*mnit, so this Morning Cloud Restaurant was actually the crown prince's business. It was bad now!

Once the news travelled to the crown prince, then this lil' blockhead would be snatched back in a flash.

Why hadn't this hateful Mo Lian died yet?

Ding Yun's handsome face was cold as he separated the senior shopkeeper from Qiao Mu and took her small hand. "We're leaving."

"Wait, you cannot leave!" The senior shopkeeper blocked them and looked at Ding Yun in displeasure. "You can leave, but the crown prince consort has to stay!"

"Lil' Blockhead, do you know them?" Ding Yun turned to ask Qiao Mu without changing his expression.

He knew that Qiao Mu would not give anyone a response, including him!

As expected, a certain little one expressionlessly maintained her small stoic face, not giving a reaction at all even after some time.

"Crown Prince Consort." The senior shopkeeper was flustered, and he clutched at his head while pleading, "I am Old Xu, look again closely, have we not met before! Hey! What exactly is the matter?"

"No need to look anymore. All of you get out of the way. Don't jump in and claim connections." Ding Yun scoffed, and he turned to stride out the door while holding Xiao Qiao's small hand.

"Wait, hold it." The senior shopkeeper once again blocked Ding Yun's path with a cold expression.

However, Ding Yun shook his sleeve in irritation, and the senior shopkeeper staggered three steps back with a fluctuating expression.

Very strong!

This young man's cultivation was actually so profound. The strength from a light flick of his sleeve actually forced the senior shopkeeper, a level-10 great mystic cultivator, three steps back!

Everyone had instantly turned silent inside the Morning Cloud Restaurant!

The senior shopkeeper's expression was also very foul-looking, and he requested while cupping his hands toward Ding Yun, "Today, Xu acknowledges his inferiority in skill. Xu hopes that Sire can leave his name."

"Beijing Manor." Ding Yun harrumphed. "Ding Yun."

"So it is Beijing Manor's Young Master Ding." The senior shopkeeper's gaze flashed, and he bowed with cupped fists. "Regardless, would Young Sir Ding please understand one thing."