Li Qingyu turned around and saw a group of people and horses rushing forward at great speed. The leader of the group was a tall middle-aged man. Neighbor Wang Sihan had been frightened away by him once before. As for the guards behind these two, their sheer presence alone was above average.
"Wang Mang, the chief palace guard. I've heard he's carved five inner cores, and the guards behind him are elite palace warriors!" Wang Siqi introduced Li Qingyu in a hurried tone, blocking him from speaking.
Li Xiaoyu nodded slightly, then calmly glanced at Wang Mang and Wang Sihan. But Wang Suohan seemed terrified, not daring to even look at Li Qingyu.
"What's the matter?"
"Well, if possible, could we not shop for anything?"
"Speak softly, child, you..."
"Stop!" Li Qingyu interrupted Wang Mang, saying, "I understand your intentions. I will never apologize!"
"You're acquainted with a ghost. That does no good."
"Forget about medical costs. I won't hand over a cent."
