All the way, Qi Yan'er kept sizing up Nalan Yanran.
Nalan Yanran was truly a favored daughter of the heavens.
Her looks, figure, and temperament were unmatched by the girls in their village.
Even though she wasn't quite the breathtaking beauty her Father described, she was still worthy of becoming her Father's... concubine!
Father and I have always relied on each other.
Now that I'm not even around, he must be very lonely!
Maybe...
At this moment, Qi Yan'er had already begun scheming in her mind how to trick her into going to the village to keep her Father company.
She can't be Mother, but she can be a stepmother!
Nalan Yanran couldn't even dream that...
This little sister, only six or seven years old, had already marked her as prey!
And wanted to turn her from a sister into a stepmother!
The three of them walked together, and soon arrived at a crossroads.
"Yan'er, there's a Tea Pavilion up ahead. Let's go rest there for a bit!"
Nalan Yanran pointed ahead, smiling.
"Yay! Yay!"
It was almost noon, and Qi Yan'er was already a little hungry.
Now she was even more impatient, pulling Nalan Yanran and running forward.
Mo Li followed behind, looking speechless.
He was supposed to be walking shoulder-to-shoulder with his beloved girl, but now…
But he ended up being a tail.
He might even have to miserably pay the bill later!
Thinking about it made Mo Li's head spin.
What sin had he committed?
Yanran was tired of sitting on the flying magical beast, why did I agree to let her walk?
Mo Li surveyed the surroundings.
He looked at the Tea Pavilion in the distance and suddenly felt something was off.
They hadn't met anyone else along the way.
It could be said that this place was desolate. How could there be someone running a Tea Pavilion here?
And there were over ten people at the Tea Pavilion!
"Something's not right!"
Mo Li felt something was off and immediately warned: "Yanran, let's go around!"
Nalan Yanran already disliked him, and she was even more impatient when she heard him backing down.
"Are you sick, Mo Li?"
"What's wrong with being in the middle of the road in broad daylight?"
With that, Nalan Yanran ignored him and pulled Qi Yan'er along.
"Huh?"
The Tea Pavilion waiter perked up immediately upon seeing the new customers.
"What can I get for you three? We have tea, but also wine and meat."
"Three jin of beef, and two jin of Lao Bai Gan!"
Before Nalan Yanran and Mo Li could say anything, Qi Yan'er waved her small hand and spoke up.
"Er…"
Qi Yan'er's words immediately drew the attention of everyone in the Tea Pavilion.
This little girl…
She's a bit of a free spirit!
Nalan Yanran looked at Qi Yan'er with some surprise.
"Um~ Yan'er, don't tell me you learned all this from your Father."
"Yeah."
Qi Yan'er's little face was full of honesty: "My Father loves to drink, and he always asks me to buy it, and he makes me cook too."
Trash!
The word flashed through everyone's minds present.
Such a cute little girl, and her father actually makes her cook!
The waiter looked embarrassed: "Sir, um…"
"Just do it."
Nalan Yanran didn't refuse, and looked at Qi Yan'er with interest: "Sister Yan'er, I feel like your father isn't very good to you?"
"That's not true!"
Qi Yan'er immediately retorted: "My Father is the best to me. He even made me a Treasure Chest, and it has all sorts of good things inside."
Saying this, Qi Yan'er proudly patted the small box on her back.
"Pfft~ Hahaha!"
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone couldn't help but burst into laughter.
This little girl was really easy to fool! A broken wooden box, and she claimed it had good things inside.
Nalan Yanran sighed and stopped talking.
Qi Yan'er looked at Nalan Yanran's actions and sighed inwardly: You think I'm cute and easy to fool, but I also think you're naive! But that's good! Hehehe~ Father, you just wait at home, I'll bring someone over for you!
Soon, the waiter brought over the food and wine.
A moment later…
"Bang! Bang!"
As Mo Li expected, Nalan Yanran and Qi Yan'er both collapsed onto the table.
"Hehe~"
Seeing this scene, the waiter at the Tea Pavilion and the others all stood up and laughed strangely.
"They're dressed so well, they must have some valuable things. Brothers, we're going to get rich!"
A burly, thick-waisted man, carrying a large saber, laughed maniacally.
"Third Captain, he hasn't fallen yet!"
A subordinate pointed to the side of the table, where Mo Li stood, his face filled with anger as he drew his longsword.
"Him? Just a scrawny little shrimp!"
The burly man sneered contemptuously.
"All of you, attack together. Kill the guy. This little woman is quite pretty, I'll take her back and have my way with her. As for that little girl…"
"Third Captain, what should we do with the girl?"
A lackey asked, perplexed.
The burly man grinned widely.
"Of course, we bring her back to the Mercenary Group and make her my daughter!"
"Uh…"
The mercenaries looked bewildered.
So, their third in command is also a daddy's girl type?
Upon hearing this, Qi Yan'er, who was slumped over the table, flushed.
Shameless!
I'm Father's daughter, and this despicable brute wants me to be his daughter!
Mo Li gripped his longsword sideways, his gaze sweeping over the crowd as he roared:
"How dare you! Do you know who I am?"
"I don't care who you are! As long as you're on He Meng's turf, you listen to me!"
"Get him!"
He Meng pointed a large hand, and more than a dozen people charged forward.
"A bunch of trash~"
Mo Li's expression turned icy. With a flash of his longsword, the might of a Five-Star Dou Practitioner erupted.
As a disciple of the Misty Cloud Sect, after all...
Mo Li's strength was not weak.
Swish, swish, swish!
In a flash, four mercenaries had already fallen.
"Hmm?"
At this moment, He Meng also noticed Mo Li's unusual strength.
After a closer look, he suddenly saw the five golden stars on Mo Li's chest, as well as his moon-white robe!
This pattern was...
He Meng, as the leader of the Mercenary Group, naturally had a higher level of insight than the others.
At this moment, he suddenly thought of something!
"Crack, crack!"
He Meng clenched his iron fists, the knuckles cracking:
"Brat, go to hell!"
He Meng chuckled sinisterly, his feet stomping hard on the ground, his body charging forward like a giant magical beast, rushing towards Mo Li.
"Eight-Star Dou Practitioner?"
Feeling He Meng's strength, Mo Li's expression changed drastically.
He didn't expect that there would be an Eight-Star Dou Practitioner among the people in this Tea Pavilion!
"Damn it!"
Seeing the burly man swing his fist, Mo Li hastily raised his sword to block.
Bang!
A dull sound echoed, and Mo Li was sent flying.
"Pffft~"
A large mouthful of blood spewed from his mouth. Mo Li was in a sorry state, unable to get back up.
"Sigh~"
A pair of large eyes blinked lightly from the tiny arms.
Qi Yan'er felt helpless.
She had thought Mo Li was so clever, but it turned out he was just a naive fool.
Knowing they had ill intentions, yet still standing there... wasn't that just being foolish?
Bang!
He Meng leaped into the air, positioning himself in front of Mo Li, his eyes filled with murderous intent.
Feeling the killing intent, Mo Li cried out in terror:
"You can't kill me! I'm a disciple of the Misty Cloud Sect!"
Qi Yan'er: Σ(⊙▽⊙"a??
Is this what Father always called… a dumb pig?