Neither Chu Qingwan nor the guards noticed this scene. The guards looked through the bodies of the men in black and found uniform curare wood tattoos on the insides of their wrists.

"It's the Stinger's killer."

The Stinger is a notorious killer organization. As long as they are given enough money, they will accept any business, including the elderly, weak, women and children.

Zhou Mo withdrew his gaze and said as if nothing had happened: "The Stinger's killer commission is not low. If you hire so many at one time, the employer is obviously not short of money. In the evening of Qing Dynasty, which rich man have you offended?"

This is also a question that Chu Qingwan is confused about.

However, there were many people who disliked her, and they were all quite wealthy. She didn't know who they were for the moment.

Chu Qingwan ordered the guards: "Dispose of the body."

The guards responded "yes" in unison, and disappeared with the body in a blink of an eye.

Chu Qingwan looked around and said to Yanran: "Comfort the elderly and children who were frightened in Zhou, and compensate for the broken things according to the price."

Yanran has followed Chu Qingwan and seen a lot of things in the world over the years. She will no longer be so frightened that her legs weakened like before. After hearing the words, she will turn to the end game and start working in an orderly manner.

Half an hour later, everything was in order, even the blood stains on the street had been cleaned, and it seemed as if nothing had happened.

The group drank tea as usual.

The teahouse owner witnessed the fight between the two men in black and was extremely polite to them, giving them two additional plates of snacks.

Chu Qingwan each tasted a piece. It was not as delicious as Baiweixuan's, let alone what Mo Jingyu occasionally brought to her from the palace.

"Wanwan!"

Just as he thought of people, Mo Jingyu's voice appeared not far away, sounding very worried.

Chu Qingwan followed the sound and his eyes lit up: "Ajing, why are you here?"

Mo Jingyu came closer, looked her up and down, and raised his eyebrows together: "I heard you were attacked, are you okay?"

Chu Qingwan waved his arms to prove that he was unharmed: "It's okay, look."

Mo Jingyu's heart fell back into his stomach: "As long as nothing happens."

Chu Qingwan smiled at him and asked him: "Are you going to the county government office?"

This happens to be the only way to go to the county government office.

Mo Jingyu shook his head: "Come to find you."

He didn't reveal his identity, so why did he go to the county government office?

Chu Qingwan was startled and blinked: "What are you doing to me? Are you feeling uncomfortable in your legs?"

Mo Jingyu didn't answer and asked instead: "Is it possible that I can only come to you if my legs feel uncomfortable?"

Chu Qingwan was noncommittal.

Zhou Mo clicked his tongue: "That is to say, can you two stop being so oblivious when flirting?"

Mo Jingyu looked at him, his light-colored pupils filled with cold scrutiny, like an ice pick that penetrated the flesh and was nailed into the seams of the bones, making him tremble with the cold.

Even though Zhou Mo prided himself on being bold, he couldn't help but feel guilty in his heart. He hurriedly raised his hands and said, "I didn't invite the killer."

When Chu Qingwan saw Mo Jingyu like that, he wished he could skin Zhou Mo with cramps on the spot, and said, "They are here to kill me."

Mo Jingyu heard the secret guard's report and knew it.

However, if Zhou Mo hadn't asked Chu Qingwan to wander around, this unreasonable disaster would not have happened.

Mo Jingyu was expressing his anger without any reason.

Zhou Mo was so speechless that he stood up and retreated: "Don't look, don't look, it's scary, I'm leaving, I'm leaving right away!"

Before the words were spoken, the person was gone.

Mo Jingyu's intimidating aura faded away like a tide, and he said rather childishly: "You are not allowed to go out with him in the future."

Chu Qingwan raised her eyes: "Why?"

Because I don't like it and I'm not happy.

Mo Jingyu answered this in his heart, but said: "He has bad luck and is prone to danger."

Chu Qingwan raised his eyebrows: "Hey, does the prince still know the art of Kanyu?"

Mo Jingyu said without shame: "You have a little bit of knowledge."

Chu Qingwan couldn't help laughing.

Mo Jingyu knocked on the table: "Do you remember what I told you?"

Chu Qingwan pretended to be stupid: "What did you say?"

Mo Jing looked at her dimly: "What do you think?"

Chu Qingwan held her cheek: "I don't know."
Chapter completed!