Entrapping Qiaoqiao
編輯: Henyee Translations
"Young Master." Halfway through the journey, a phantom-like figure quietly appeared within the carriage and bent forward slightly in greeting.
"Did you wipe everything clean?" Second Qin asked faintly in a voice that was as frigid as iron.
"Yes."
Second Qin nodded, and his gaze shifted to that person's shoulder, where a patch of dark red was currently seeping out from the black garment. "You fought someone?"
"Yes." That person cracked open his wide mouth, his eyes showing bloodthirst. "However, the person this subordinate fought didn't end up well. He suffered even more serious injuries than me and probably, ha ha, won't make it past tonight."
Second Qin nodded faintly and then had the person leave the carriage.
Mu Xiao Bao, you want to run away so irresponsibly after provoking this young master?
In the blink of an eye, the teacup between Second Qin's fingertips crumbled into dust.
That's impossible!