1557 Who is Whose Prey?

How come that stoic-faced little lady from a Lower Star Domain attacked someone all of a sudden?

Many people in the back rows didn't care about watching the excitement anymore, swiftly turning tail to run for their own safety instead.

Were you kidding them? When they were toying around earlier with those people who came up from the Lower Star Domain and watching them and the zombies slaughter each other, there was no danger at all. That was why so many people had come to buy tickets and watch.

But it was different now that they were the ones at the mercy of others. How were they supposed to merrily proceed?

Moreover, the spectators that bought tickets to watch this human versus zombie battle numbered in the several thousands.

How bored were they?

Qiao Mu turned her lips up slightly as she sauntered up to a middle-aged man.

It was the man who was sitting in the main seat of the front row earlier. From the looks of it, he seemed to be the person in charge of this arena.

By this time, that man had been beaten up violently by his companions beside him.

As the white snakelet extended its energy of the netherworld further, more and more people joined in on their side.

This person in charge had been having a huge headache since just now. They had yet to watch an entertaining human versus zombie battle when the spectators were suddenly about to be beaten to death.

His mood, of course, was extremely unpleasant.

However, when he got dragged to Qiao Mu's side and got kicked in the head, his mood… turned even more depressed.

"St-Stop hitting! Miss, I-I admit defeat!"

So what if you admit defeat? I'll still be beating you up all the same, alright! Qiao Mu cut to the chase and stomped his face hard with her petite foot. "Tell me, how do you want to die. I can grant you with any method you want."

The middle-aged man trembled all over. "Th-This miss, we can talk things out nicely."

Yet Qiao Mu did not feel like there was anything to talk about at all with someone who harbored ill intentions toward her.

If it wasn't for her own skill and audacity, the person now acting like a monkey for other people's amusement would have been her.

Those people purposely fenced off a stage and summoned so many zombies here just so they could watch the people from the Lower Star Domain's drama.

If she were weak, then she would have become like those people previously who were strewn out like trash on the railing for the zombies to gnaw on.

How could she forgive people who derived amusement from harming the weak?

"St-Stop kicking, don't kick the face, Miss, stop kicking! I-I can gi-give you spirit currency, spirit currency!"

"How much?" Qiao Mu asked coldly.

Spirit currency was probably the circulating currency in the Six Prefectures. It was most likely minted from spirit stones.

Although she had many spirit stones, she did not have a single piece of spirit currency.

If she were to journey through this Six Prefectures in the future, she naturally could not be without spirit currency. Since someone was so tactfully wanting to pay her tribute, it was of course impolite to decline.

As the middle-aged man had personally experienced the little stoic's terror, he said with a fawning smile, "Two, two thousand spirit currency. Th-That I can offer to Your Excellency, ha ha."

*Bam!!* Qiao Mu's stomp this time made even the two men and one woman beside her feel their faces hurt.

That middle-aged man started yowling nonstop in pain as he wailed, "Don-Don't step, this great aunt! Tw-Twenty thousand! I, I have twenty thousand spirit currency here, that I can all offer to you!"

However, Qiao Mu picked him up from the ground and slapped him without another word.

"Are you trying to dismiss a beggar!!"

The two men and one woman: …

That middle-aged man was truly crying this time with a terribly broken heart.