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Just as they were running out, Fengjiu moved her palm and several silver needles shot out with a whoosh.
"ah!"
Several cries of pain rang out at the same time. They only felt their legs go numb and they fell forward involuntarily. Just as they were frightened, they reached out to touch their legs and touched the exposed silver needle. Seeing this, their hearts trembled and they looked back with pale faces.
The woman in red moved a chair to the side and sat down, holding her chin with one hand, looking at the few people leisurely.
"Run! Don't you want to run?" She was playing with a silver needle between her fingers. The cold light of the silver needle made the men's hearts tremble. How could they dare to even think of running away at this moment
"No, we won't run, we won't run, we'll just pay, just pay." Several people said hurriedly. Compared to money, their lives were naturally more important. The woman in red could stop them from running with just one move. Who knew if they ran again and angered her, would she kill them
"Master, the settlement has been completed." The shopkeeper came over and stood respectfully beside Fengjiu.
When the people outside heard the shopkeeper calling the woman in red "Master", their faces turned pale. How could a Yuanying cultivator call her "Master" just an ordinary person? They really thought their lives were too long to provoke her.
Hearing this, Fengjiu stood up and walked out, saying, "Then settle it with them. Tell the guests upstairs and downstairs that all the expenses here today are paid for by these people. Let them eat and drink to their heart's content."
"Yes." The shopkeeper responded, watching his master go out and walk towards the Baixiang Building, and then he went forward to settle accounts with those people...
On the second floor of Baixiang Tower, Duan Ye was sitting by the window drinking tea. At this moment, he felt several pairs of eyes secretly observing him. He couldn't help but frowned and looked in the direction of those eyes.
Seeing that they were two women, they lowered their heads immediately when he saw them looking at them. So he withdrew his gaze and ignored them.
"Do you think he looks like Uncle Duan?" A woman not far away asked the woman sitting at the same table in a low voice.
"It seems like it, but Uncle Duan should be in the sect. How come he is here? Could it be that we have made a mistake?" The woman in the sky blue dress also said in a low voice.
"I can't recognize him either. I only saw him from a distance once." The beautiful woman frowned and said, thinking for a moment, "How about we go over and ask?"
"Ask? This... isn't a good idea, right?" The woman in the sky blue dress hesitated.
"It's okay to ask." The woman stood up and walked towards the table where Duan Ye was sitting. She looked at the man sitting there drinking tea. The closer she got, the more familiar that baby face looked.
Everyone in the sect has been secretly saying that Master Duan has a baby face. Everyone in the sect knows this, but they also know that Master Duan hates people talking about his baby face the most.
The man in front of her had a baby face. Although he had a cold aura, he really looked like their sect's Uncle Duan!
She took a deep breath and mustered up the courage to ask, "Excuse me, are you Uncle Duan?"