1690 A Lot of Darlings
Those petite faces did not have stoic expressions. Instead, each of them were effused with joy and delight.
Crown Prince Mo was momentarily dazzled by the sight.
This…
Where did all these Darlings come from?
After one of them finished packing up a bundle of gold bars, another would help the former hoist it onto her back.
Those heavy gold bars promptly weighed the little fellow's body down, nearly making her sprawl flat onto the floor.
Crown Prince Mo had already walked over without thinking and quickly bent down to lift the bundle from her back.
Yet who knew that the little one would be so overbearing. She reflexively wrapped her arms around the bundle on her back and glared at him in accusation.
Uh…
No! This crown prince was not trying to rob your bundle!
Ten or so short-legged little fellows swarmed over at once. There were some who grabbed his legs and others who clutched his robe. One jumped onto his back and yanked his hair, while another gripped his hand and chomped down on it.
It looked just like he had done something unforgivable. In reality, he meant well by wanting to help this darling out with that bundle, seeing that she was nearly going to faint by how much it was weighing her down!
Mo Lian couldn't help but be both amused and exasperated.
What kind of illusion was this?
How come so many seven-year-old Qiaoqiaos had shown up in this whimsical illusion?
Exactly what trial was this illusion trying to put him through?
Crown Prince Mo sighed. He pulled the whole lot of Qiaoqiaos down from his body as he placed them down one by one.
He watched as this group of little ones all glared at him with the same expression.
For some reason, Crown Prince Mo found it extremely amusing…
He patted one's head, and then he patted another's. Afterwards, Crown Prince Mo probed, "How about, I help you move them? Where do you want to move them to?"
One of the little Qiaoqiaos got up, and then the second one. After that was the third and the fourth, forming a line.
Crown Prince Mo twitched his mouth.
Two Qiaoqiaos simultaneously ran up to drag the bundle of gold bars on the floor.
Crown Prince Mo followed them over and lifted up a pile of bundles from the floor. When he saw the group of Qiaoqiaos about to dash over again to attack him, he hastily stepped back. He did not know whether to laugh or cry as he shouted, "I'll help you guys carry them over! Lead the way."
The leader of the Qiaoqiaos scrutinized him suspiciously before waving her petite hand. She immediately turned around and led the group of Qiaoqiaos running toward the rear of the hall.
Crown Prince Mo quickly followed after them.
The group of short-legged little Qiaoqiaos who were running in front of him would intermittently turn around to supervise his movements and urge him along.
When the group arrived at the rear of the hall, Crown Prince Mo discovered that more than half of the space in this place had been packed with gold bars!
Seventeen to eighteen Qiaoqiaos were clinging to those small mountains constructed from gold bars. They each wore different expressions as they stroked those gold bars with intoxicated gazes.
This was… simply!
Crown Prince Mo nearly burst into laughter.
That was right. Back at the beginning when he met Qiaoqiao, who was just seven, she had been acting like a little money grubber the whole time.
"Where do I put it?" Crown Prince Mo set the bundles down where the leader of the little Qiaoqiaos had indicated.
Could it be that this illusion talisman matrix was testing his defenses when it came to Qiaoqiao?
Did that even require a test?
He definitely had no defenses at all…
At this time, Feng Chen, who had entered the matrix at the same time as him, had already exited the first stage.
After watching the golden hall and all the gold and silver vanish into nothingness behind him, Feng Chen understood that the first stage of this talisman matrix was testing one's vulnerability to wealth.
This stage shouldn't be much of a problem for the crown prince.
