Yun Lang's eyes that could freeze a person into ice shards slowly moved over and glanced at her silently.
Just when Mu Lingbo thought he was about to speak, he turned his head away again and walked up to the shopkeeper who was howling and crying on the ground.
"Since Xia Houyan doesn't care about your life or death, then I don't have to give him this face."
It's too unfriendly to kill someone, so I'd better wait for her to finish it first.
He pulled out the silver sword from his waist, and the white sword light was as sharp as his pupils.
"Oh my god!" the shopkeeper cried bitterly, "Where can I find our master for you? It's useless if you kill me. I'm not Master Shu, and you wouldn't know how to kill a hundred people like me.
Frown."
The white sword pointed to the ground, "I'll ask you one last time."
Mu Lingbo narrowed his eyes with a glimmer of light, picked up the small wooden carving used as decoration on the table, and threw it towards the sword.
With a 'click' sound, the small wooden sculpture passed by the white sword with great force and was cut into two halves.
Yun Lang finally turned his head again, and Che Han's eyes fell on her again.
After Mu Lingbo threw away the wooden sculpture, he clapped his hands casually, "What a good sword. Even the cross-section is so smooth. Brother, it's so mean, so mean."
She emphasized the homonym twice with deliberate emotion.
She sat on the table, crossed her arms and crossed her legs, looking back and forth at him with a pair of sharp eyes.
"Who are you? Do you know where Xia Houyan is?"
Mu Lingbo raised his brows slightly, "I'm so sorry for bullying a servant. Xia Houyan just escaped from Li Jing in Ziwu not long ago. Who knows where he is."
After the 'crash' sound, the long sword was quickly sheathed.
Yun Lang stared at her, "Of course I know he has been to Li Jing, I want to know where he is now."
Mu Lingbo also ignored him once. Faced with Iceberg Man's question, she looked directly past him to the shopkeeper who let out a long breath, "Hey, can you still move?"
"Yes, yes, yes!" The shopkeeper thought she was a great savior, "Since the girl is holding the gold button of our Xiahou store, she can give you any orders."
Yun Lang turned around suddenly, his anger as sharp as an ice arrow.
The shopkeeper quietly moved towards Mu Lingbo, "I'm sorry, Mr. Yun, but you don't have a gold button, so this girl has to take priority. We businessmen are also very principled."
"Use all your connections and find someone quietly for me." Mu Lingbo kept Xiaobao in mind and didn't hesitate.
"We're looking for someone again!" the shopkeeper said.
They are in business, not professional job seekers.
"A child less than five years old, wearing a white brocade robe, named Xiaobao. If you find him, just say he is Uncle Xiahou and treat him to free food and drink." Mu Lingbo jumped down from the table, "Remember
It’s in secret, don’t alert too many people.”
"No problem." Hearing that he was not looking for his master, the shopkeeper felt relieved and immediately assigned the task.
"Don't worry, girl, it's quite easy to find a child." The shopkeeper didn't dare to stay away from him for a moment, especially when the infinitely cold eyes were cast from behind.
Yun Lang had been silent just now. When the tasks were assigned and Mu Lingbo was about to leave, Bai Jian blocked the shopkeeper and said, "She has nothing to do with you now, but our accounts haven't been settled yet.
"
Mu Lingbo stopped and said, "Sir, actually the child I'm looking for knows the whereabouts of Xia Houyan."
