The Slave Killer's Merit

Su Xiaoxiao also got into the carriage.

Her eyes widened when she saw the carriage full of gold, silver, and jewelry.

Wei Xiaobao called out, "Wu wu wu wu."

Su Xiaoxiao came back to her senses.

Where did the gold come from?

She looked at Wei Xiaobao. "Did you enter the pharmacy? Did you touch my treasury?"

Wei Xiaobao looked innocent. "Wu wu ~"

Su Xiaoxiao grabbed an emerald bead bracelet and took a closer look.

No, it wasn't something from her little treasure vault.

Forget it, she would put it into the pharmacy first.

In the end, Su Xiaoxiao realized that there was a person lying on the floor.

It was Wei Ting, who had fainted from the knock.

Su Xiaoxiao was speechless.

"Miss! Miss!"

Xing'er choked as she came to the carriage and lifted the curtain. "Someone just tapped my acupoints and carried Xioabao—Eh? Xiaobao?"