Fu Xiqin instinctively cried out in grief, "Master!"
Sure enough, when Brother Jin left, he said that one instrument couldn’t handle the situation, afraid it couldn’t protect the Ancestor. Now, it can’t even protect itself. If the Master finds out it found the Ancestor but didn’t report it, will the Master crush it?
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Who would’ve known, Nangong Mo didn’t even hear its cry, instead, he coldly toyed with it in his palm over and over, "Who made this toy? Such shoddy quality."
"???" Fu Xiqin was dumbfounded.
Zuzi chuckled, "The Ancestor already said, there’s no need to panic. Why is everyone losing their heads?"
She patted Xi Rubao on the shoulder, "Go, take back Xiao Qinqin and just say it’s your toy."
Xi Rubao’s heart nearly leapt from her throat!
She has to snatch something from that terrifying man’s hands.
Can she really do it?
But she couldn’t disobey her sister.
Summoning all her courage, Xi Rubao tremblingly reached out her hand, "Sir... could you please return my toy... to me?"
Nangong Mo was originally fiddling with the mini version of Fu Xiqin carelessly.
Now, upon hearing Xi Rubao’s voice, he instead clenched Fu Xiqin in his palm, coldly raising an eyebrow, "Yours? Are you sure?"
Xi Rubao was so scared by the man’s intimidating presence that she almost burst into tears.
Wuuu, how did this man’s parents give birth to such a terrifying guy?
Just as Xi Rubao was caught in a dilemma.
A strong and confident male voice pierced through her ears, "She’s sure. This is her toy. The tourmaline bead on the pendant and the tourmaline bead on her necklace are a set, mined from the Empire’s twin-colored tourmaline. Nangong Lao Si, you wouldn’t stoop so low as to rob a little girl’s jewelry, would you? Your standards are getting worse and worse."
The blunt accusation finally redirected Nangong Mo’s oppressive gaze from Xi Rubao and turned to the newcomer, "Bao Gucheng, you sure like meddling in other’s business, since when are you so interested in little girls? Isn’t it said that Commander Bao isn’t interested in women?"
Bao Gucheng, still in his uniform he hadn’t had time to change out of, arrived under the night sky with a trace of icy frost, standing firm in front of the bar, "Little girls are also citizens of the Empire. I cannot stand by when I see someone bullying the weak. If you want to cause trouble, don’t do it under my nose, or I, Bao Gucheng, won’t sit idly by."
Nangong Mo shot him a cold glance, a sneer forming on his lips.
Their gazes clashed mid-air, making everyone in the banquet hall feel an icy chill!
Terrifying, when two powerhouses meet, even the leftover glare from their confrontation could kill innocent bystanders.
A case of the castle gates catching fire and harming the fish in the pond.
The cold and harsh stare-off lasted a full minute.
Until Nangong Mo’s phone rang.
He glanced at it, then languidly released Fu Xiqin from his palm, tossing it onto the bar, "Here’s your toy."
Xi Rubao quickly retrieved it, nearly in tears.
"You’re Zuzi?" Nangong Mo sized up Xi Rubao.
Xi Rubao bit her lip, unclear why he was asking, vaguely replied, "Yes, my last name is Xi!"
Nangong Mo lazily remarked, "So that’s all."
The shadow that didn’t appear in the photo album, turns out in person to be this innocent and timid.
Finally disappointed, he stood up and left.
Xi Rubao, embarrassed by his dismissive "so that’s all," blushed deeply, suddenly found courage from somewhere, stood up, hands on her hips, and declared—