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Bai Moyu furrowed his brow and stepped forward, intending to help Bai Morou up, only to find her body as stiff as a corpse, unable to stand! A shock ran through him; he couldn't understand why this was happening. At that moment, he instinctively glanced at Su Yanran, hoping she could assist in taking care of Bai Morou.
However, Su Yanran merely stepped back in disdain, retreating all the way outside the door. Bai Moyu was taken aback; he hadn't expected such a reaction from her. With no other choice, he let Bai Morou lean against him, trying to make her as comfortable as possible.
“Yun Jiu! What on earth did you do? Hurry up and heal Morou, or I won't let you off easily!” Bai Moyu turned to Yun Jiu, his eyes blazing with anger.
Yun Jiu simply grinned, setting down her chopsticks. “Bai Moyu, are you out of your mind? Bai Morou has poor eyesight and fell flat on her face, spilling my soup bowl! I haven't even settled the score with her yet! Besides, I'm notoriously useless; how could I possibly bring her down?”
Hearing Yun Jiu's words, Bai Moyu couldn't help but feel suspicious. Indeed, Yun Jiu had no spiritual power at all, while Bai Morou was a master at the Refining Spirit level three. What was going on here?
“Brother! Do you believe me or this wretched girl?” Bai Morou cried out with a quivering voice, filled with anger and fear. Apart from her face, she had lost sensation in other parts of her body, which left her in a state of utter panic.
Bai Moyu frowned deeper, his gaze toward Yun Jiu growing more sinister. “Yun Jiu, I’m giving you one last chance. Heal Morou immediately and kneel to apologize! Otherwise…”
“Otherwise what?” Yun Jiu interrupted him, a hint of coldness in her eyes. “Bai Moyu, who do you think you are to threaten me?”
Bai Moyu was taken aback. The Yun Jiu he remembered was gloomy, timid, and foolish; yet the person before him seemed transformed. The confidence and coldness in her gaze sent a chill down his spine.
“You… how dare you speak to me like that?” Bai Moyu's anger flared as he reached out to grab Yun Jiu by the collar.
However, Yun Jiu was quicker. She slapped Bai Moyu twice across the face, the sharp sound echoing in the elegant room.
“It's one thing for you to insult me, but how dare you speak ill of my grandfather? You're asking for death!” Yun Jiu said coldly. The intense killing intent in her eyes made Bai Moyu shiver involuntarily.
Bai Moyu was left dazed and confused after being slapped, momentarily unable to react. Meanwhile, Yun Jiu seized the opportunity to snatch the money pouch from his and Bai Morou's waists, leaping out of the window of the private room.
“Ah! Help! Someone's trying to kill me!” Yun Jiu shouted as she ran, her voice filled with terror and desperation. Passersby were drawn to her cries, casting curious glances in her direction.
“Oh my, isn’t that Young Master Moyu of the Bai Family? How could he do something like this?”
“Right? I never expected him to be this kind of person! Who is that girl? Why is Bai Moyu chasing her?”
“I heard that girl is Yun Jiu from the Yun Family, known for being a complete failure. But looking at her now, she doesn’t seem as useless as the rumors say.”
…
As Yun Jiu listened to the chatter around her, she felt a surge of joy. Running with the money pouch clutched tightly in her sleeve, a triumphant smile spread across her face. Ha! Not only had she taught that scoundrel Bai Moyu a lesson, but she also made a nice profit! What a great haul!
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