Indeed, who wouldn’t change after going through that kind of event…
“My Qiaoqiao, ah.” All Yang Xirong could do was wail now as she hugged her young martial niece.
All the yearning, anxiety, worry, and anguish had now become a joyful tenderness that filled her heart.
Yang Xirong stroked Qiao Mu’s petite head and murmured gently, “Aunt-Master has no regrets in this life after being able to see you again. I would not be ashamed to see Master and Senior Sister even if I was to immediately go to the underworld right now.”
“Second Aunt-Master, what nonsense are you saying.” Qiao Mu clutched Yang Xirong’s hair and lectured unhappily, “Everybody will be safe and well in the future. Nothing will happen to anyone.”
Yang Xirong smiled faintly and said with a nod, “Okay.”
Everybody made their way upstairs, but even after nearly packing into the room like sardines, they still couldn’t fit 200 people inside.
Qiao Mu’s eyes flickered, and she looked up at Qi Xuanxuan and the others who were still crowded outside. She cleared her throat and suggested, “How about, we switch spots before talking?”
“Hm?” Yang Xirong was bewildered. “Switch to what spot?”
They couldn’t cram 200 Holy Water Sect disciples inside this room!
Qiao Mu called out the doorway to Mo Lian. “Hubby, can you cast a defensive boundary on this third floor. The kind where other people can’t enter!”
“Okay.” Mo Lian immediately knew what Qiaoqiao wanted to do, so he naturally agreed.
He raised up his hands and glanced at Feng Chen and the Little Despot. “Help me fortify it!”
Feng Chen also understood what Qiao Mu was planning to do. Even though the Little Despot was confused, he still complied.
The three of them joined hands to cast three defensive boundaries.
Actually, there was no one in this inn who could break through the defensive boundary Mo Lian casted.
However, this was an issue of great importance. For safety’s sake, Mo Lian still had Feng Chen and the Little Despot fortify his defensive boundary two more times for insurance.
This way, not even a mosquito could fly in. Anyone who wanted to break through by force would be seeking their own death!
On the other end, Second Aunt-Master Yang Xirong felt as if a boulder had dropped down from the sky onto her head. Her face had darkened, and she had even become a bit petrified!
Hubby??
What kind of d*mn nickname was this?
He had gone too far!
After not seeing him for a few years, this darn brat had actually hoodwinked her Qiaoqiao into calling him Hubby?
Yang Xirong put on a stern face.
Precisely speaking, excluding Yu Gui and them, all the Holy Water Sect disciples put on stern faces.
“Your Highness the Crown Prince of the Mo Kingdom, you have gone too far!” Yang Xirong harrumphed dourly, “Don’t you try tricking my Qiaoqiao into boarding your pirate ship just because she looks young! In the past, our Qiaoqiao got tricked by you so easily because she didn’t have her sisters around to stand up for her! As for now… humph! With her aunt-master, me, here, don’t you even think of hoodwinking her into calling you those accursed nicknames!”
Feng Chen held back his laughter, enjoying the show.
Crown Prince Mo expressionless walked up from the parting crowd. He respectfully bowed toward Yang Xirong. “Second Aunt-Master, Qiaoqiao and I have already married!”
“What??”
Everyone was in an uproar!
Sparks flew from their eyes as they stared at the man in front of them.
Yes! This guy was indeed quite handsome and looked as if he was blessed with intellectual brilliance, but this did not mean that he could just so randomly make off with their Qiaoqiao?
Yang Xirong hastily backed away while shielding the little fellow. “Qiaoqiao, men who are handsome are more than likely to be tricksters.”
Indeed, who wouldn’t change after going through that kind of event…
“My Qiaoqiao, ah.” All Yang Xirong could do was wail now as she hugged her young martial niece.
All the yearning, anxiety, worry, and anguish had now become a joyful tenderness that filled her heart.
Yang Xirong stroked Qiao Mu’s petite head and murmured gently, “Aunt-Master has no regrets in this life after being able to see you again. I would not be ashamed to see Master and Senior Sister even if I was to immediately go to the underworld right now.”
“Second Aunt-Master, what nonsense are you saying.” Qiao Mu clutched Yang Xirong’s hair and lectured unhappily, “Everybody will be safe and well in the future. Nothing will happen to anyone.”
Yang Xirong smiled faintly and said with a nod, “Okay.”
Everybody made their way upstairs, but even after nearly packing into the room like sardines, they still couldn’t fit 200 people inside.
Qiao Mu’s eyes flickered, and she looked up at Qi Xuanxuan and the others who were still crowded outside. She cleared her throat and suggested, “How about, we switch spots before talking?”
“Hm?” Yang Xirong was bewildered. “Switch to what spot?”
They couldn’t cram 200 Holy Water Sect disciples inside this room!
Qiao Mu called out the doorway to Mo Lian. “Hubby, can you cast a defensive boundary on this third floor. The kind where other people can’t enter!”
“Okay.” Mo Lian immediately knew what Qiaoqiao wanted to do, so he naturally agreed.
He raised up his hands and glanced at Feng Chen and the Little Despot. “Help me fortify it!”
Feng Chen also understood what Qiao Mu was planning to do. Even though the Little Despot was confused, he still complied.
The three of them joined hands to cast three defensive boundaries.
Actually, there was no one in this inn who could break through the defensive boundary Mo Lian casted.
However, this was an issue of great importance. For safety’s sake, Mo Lian still had Feng Chen and the Little Despot fortify his defensive boundary two more times for insurance.
This way, not even a mosquito could fly in. Anyone who wanted to break through by force would be seeking their own death!
On the other end, Second Aunt-Master Yang Xirong felt as if a boulder had dropped down from the sky onto her head. Her face had darkened, and she had even become a bit petrified!
Hubby??
What kind of d*mn nickname was this?
He had gone too far!
After not seeing him for a few years, this darn brat had actually hoodwinked her Qiaoqiao into calling him Hubby?
Yang Xirong put on a stern face.
Precisely speaking, excluding Yu Gui and them, all the Holy Water Sect disciples put on stern faces.
“Your Highness the Crown Prince of the Mo Kingdom, you have gone too far!” Yang Xirong harrumphed dourly, “Don’t you try tricking my Qiaoqiao into boarding your pirate ship just because she looks young! In the past, our Qiaoqiao got tricked by you so easily because she didn’t have her sisters around to stand up for her! As for now… humph! With her aunt-master, me, here, don’t you even think of hoodwinking her into calling you those accursed nicknames!”
Feng Chen held back his laughter, enjoying the show.
Crown Prince Mo expressionless walked up from the parting crowd. He respectfully bowed toward Yang Xirong. “Second Aunt-Master, Qiaoqiao and I have already married!”
“What??”
Everyone was in an uproar!
Sparks flew from their eyes as they stared at the man in front of them.
Yes! This guy was indeed quite handsome and looked as if he was blessed with intellectual brilliance, but this did not mean that he could just so randomly make off with their Qiaoqiao?
Yang Xirong hastily backed away while shielding the little fellow. “Qiaoqiao, men who are handsome are more than likely to be tricksters.”
