"We don't have one." Ye Qiqi looked at him with a calm expression.
"Then you..." Ye Chengan twitched the corner of his mouth and looked at her speechlessly. He didn't even have any money on him, yet he dared to say such a thing.
"It's okay, as long as the people who sent us are there." Ye Qiqi smiled calmly at him.
That so-and-so, a random outfit is worth five hundred taels of silver, a hundred taels of gold or something, it's just a piece of cake.
"Are you two planning to go together?" The man saw Ye Qiqi and Ye Chengan turning their backs and whispering something, and couldn't help but snorted disdainfully: "I'm not bullying you, even if If you two go together, you may not be my opponent, but you have to think carefully, if I take action, you will keep these hundred taels of gold."
Ye Qiqi turned around and looked at him coldly with a pair of clear eyes: "No, I can do it alone."
"Oh, if you are beaten to death by me, don't deny it and don't give me gold." The man lowered his head and glanced at Ye Qiqi's small body with a proud expression.
"bring it on."
Ye Qiqi curled her lips, picked up the hem of her robe with one hand, turned around and walked towards the outside of the hall.
The man stood there, holding his arms and watching her coldly as she walked out, then tiptoed and flew out.
Ye Chengan slowly walked to the door of the hall, leaned on the door rail, and looked at the two people standing in the yard.
Ye Qiqi raised her fingers towards the man and said in a calm voice: "Come on, let me make the first move."
"You brat, you don't know where the world is. I think you are just looking for trouble today!" The man had probably never been provoked like this before. He immediately clenched his fists and rushed towards Ye Qiqi.
His fists were filled with fierce murderous intent, and his punches were extremely fast. Every move was directed towards Ye Qiqi's life point.
However, Ye Qiqi just relaxedly put his hands behind his back, tapped his toes, and leisurely avoided his attack.
Ye Chengan leaned against the door frame, watching two figures, one brown and one black, moving at extremely fast speeds in the yard, and felt a gust of wind whistling past his ears.
The man clearly saw the thin and delicate young man close in front of him, but when he stretched out his hand, he could not grasp the hem of her clothes.
Even every time, when his fingertips almost touched her clothes, she could easily slip away from his fingertips.
After doing this several times, the man became furious. He growled, turned around, grabbed a long stick from the shelves on both sides of the yard, swung it and headed towards Ye Qiqi.
Ye Qiqi looked at him coldly. Just when the long stick was about to hit him, he suddenly stretched out a hand and easily held the other end of the stick.
"You..." The man saw the other end of the long stick being held by Ye Qiqi. He pulled hard and found that he couldn't pull the long stick back.
Ye Qiqi raised her head, glanced at him lightly, and then secretly mobilized her inner strength, and a tyrannical force instantly rushed towards the man along the long stick.
Ye Chengan only heard a "crackling" sound in his ears. The long stick in front of him was like a flower, cracking from beginning to end. The next second, the man seemed to be hit by something heavy. Generally, it screamed and flew back.