2329 Begging to Be Let Off
"What?" Kuangzhan's face contorted, and his jaw nearly dropped.
"You? You!!" This fella was actually robbing Kuangzhan Mercenary Group as a matter of course?
On what basis!?
*Wham!* After punching him again on the chin, Qiao Mu asked coldly, "You don't want your eyes anymore?"
Kuangzhan wished for nothing more than to sob.
"Cough." Mo Lian walked up with his hands behind his back. He stood in front of Kuangzhan and said in Qiao Mu's stead, "Be quick about it. Stop dawdling."
Qiao Mu nodded: That's right, Hubby said what she couldn't care less about saying.
These people were dragging their feet too much. They should have handed the supplies over earlier. After she took inventory and distributed them they would be done!
Kuangzhan shed tears silently. He moved his finger, moving a small basket out from his inner world.
Qiao Mu looked back, her gaze turning sharp. She kicked the man's upper abdomen, scaring him into yelping again.
Mo Lian restrained his smile and put on a grave expression. "Are you trying to dismiss a beggar!"
Eh? This sentence sounded somewhat familiar. Qiao Mu was stunned. She looked back at Kuangzhan, whose heart was still fluttering with fear.
"Hand… everybody hand over your supplies!" Kuangzhan hastily took out a lot more things from his inner world, most of them being pills, spirit stones and the like.
The members of the Kuangzhan Mercenary Group all woefully took out items from their inner world.
Three mystic cultivators who did not have inner worlds could only gesture for Zou Huan and them to loosen their restraints. They fumbled about their clothes for some time before finding some items of value to hand in.
Qiao Mu pursed her lips noncommittally as she inspected the small hill of supplies on the ground. "Poor."
There wasn't any good stuff in this pile of scrap.
"Zou Huan."
"Present."
"Go divide this scrap pile among yourselves." Qiao Mu waved her petite hand.
These lousy things were completely worthless to her!
On the other hand, Zou Huan and them were ecstatic. They hastily sat down to divide the spoils. You take one, I take one. They were beaming with joy.
Kuangzhan's tears had poured down his stomach by now.
He truly didn't look at the almanac when he stepped out today. He had actually provoked such a hoodoo!
He hoped that he would never encounter this couple again in this lifetime—no, even his next lifetime!
Qiao Mu was in a better mood when she saw this Kuangzhan Mercenary Group commander drooping his head bitterly. After all, he had gone for wool and come back shorn.
That was great. She was happy whenever she saw other people unhappy.
"Alright, since this matter is now resolved, let's continue on our way." Mo Lian found it amusing, but he did not show it on the surface.
Carriage Driver Chen sighed in relief. He sat down and said, "If we're quick, we will make it to the next lodging place before dark."
"No need to rush." Mo Lian asked nonchalantly, "Qiaoqiao, do you want to gather any herbs?"
"I don't think so." Qiao Mu swept a glance at the infertile herbs in the area. She only spotted a low-rank herb nearby. It didn't look like a place that produced quality herbs.
The two of them rode the same horse. Mo Lian caressed the messy black hair at the little fellow's temples. "Then let's have Uncle Chen hurry to our lodgings."
Qiao Mu nodded. She leaned against Mo Lian and said indifferently, "No worries. It's fine even if we have to camp out."
In reality, she wasn't that pampered. However, she could not help but feel resigned when Mo Lian indulged her so much.
