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"Yes, I was originally going to return it to you, but with so many things happening on the way, I completely forgot. You could have just told me directly; why get so angry?" The lady outside was making a scene, and Mo Wen had lost his desire for a bath. He dressed while answering Zhu Xiaohong's questions.
"Then let me ask you, how did you obtain my storage bag?" When she asked this, Zhu Xiaohong seemed a bit unsure of herself.
"Of course, I took it from you..." Mo Wen paused for a moment. He finally understood why she was so furious and wanted to kill him; she must have thought he had done something shameful to her. At that time, he hadn’t thought much about it—first, he wanted to save her, and second, he didn’t want Zhu Xiaohong to wake up with a sword pointed at him. Although he hadn’t seen her sword, it was possible that there was one in her storage bag. "Miss Zhu, please don’t misunderstand. I didn’t do anything shameful. I didn’t touch your storage bag except for that one with just a few pills left." Now fully dressed, he realized he had to go out and explain things face-to-face. He wasn’t afraid of Zhu Xiaohong; the key issue was that she had a powerful father whom he dared not provoke. Calling Xiao Hei, he opened the stone door and saw Zhu Xiaohong standing against the stone wall.
Hearing the sound of the stone door opening, Zhu Xiaohong turned around. It was impossible for her to kill Mo Wen now since she didn’t even have a weapon on her. Moreover, this guy had defeated six opponents without sustaining any injuries himself. Looking at Mo Wen standing at the door, Zhu Xiaohong was stunned. This guy looked only about fourteen or fifteen years old; his youthful face bore a hint of determination, and there was an air of heroism about him. His casual demeanor made him seem like a carefree young master from a wealthy family, though his attire didn’t quite match his status.
"You!..." Zhu Xiaohong pointed at Mo Wen, momentarily speechless. Observing her expression, Mo Wen couldn’t help but look himself over in confusion; his clothes were neat and intact—everything seemed fine.
"Miss Zhu, is there something wrong with my appearance?" Unable to find any fault, Mo Wen could only look at Zhu Xiaohong with a puzzled expression.
At the seating area where Rong Ba and the others were, two of them sipped tea while Xiao Hei lounged on another chair looking bored. In reality, their leader was too engrossed in chatting with this woman to pay attention to Xiao Hei's request for food.
"Miss Zhu, that’s how things are; can we consider our misunderstanding resolved now?" Although he said this, Mo Wen felt uneasy inside. While checking on her earlier, he had indeed "studied" her quite thoroughly. Although he hadn’t had any improper thoughts at the time, it seemed that she cared about it. He took out a box and placed it in front of Zhu Xiaohong. "Miss Zhu, this is something your father entrusted me to find for you; I’m returning it now."
"This..." Zhu Xiaohong glanced at the box on the stone table and then looked up at Mo Wen with a puzzled expression. Throughout their earlier conversation, she had kept her head down, fiddling with the hem of her clothes. Mo Wen merely gestured for her to open it; this was a box provided by Elder Zhu that she should be able to unseal.
"This is... Fire Lotus!" Zhu Xiaohong skillfully unsealed the box and opened it. A chilling aura emanated from within, causing the temperature in the cave to drop instantly. After just one glance, she closed the box again; there was no way she could be mistaken—this was indeed Fire Lotus. Seeing her mother’s life-saving medicine right in front of her made tears of joy stream down Zhu Xiaohong's face. Ignoring her tears, she hurriedly stood up and said, "Young Master, please allow me to bow before you!"
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