Chapter 008: Despair

The people of Tiandao Sect stared at her in astonishment, probably never having seen someone so straightforwardly asking for money and refusing to speak to them. Their eyes were filled with shock.

Seeing that the senior brother of Tiandao Sect had no reaction and stood there dumbfounded, Qiao Mu first looked at him with disdain, then poked him in the face with her small hand and pondered for a few moments.

"Ha—" Prince Lian couldn't help but laugh, his eyes and eyebrows curved with amusement.

The followers of Tiandao Sect put down the spiritual stones they were organizing and looked blankly at the child leading the way.

The child's expression had changed from disdain to intense disdain, with a hint of anger in his eyes. His round eyes were fixed on the senior brother of Tiandao Sect as if he were an archenemy.

"You country bumpkins, don't tell me you don't have any money??"

"The dignified Tiandao Sect can't even come up with a little guide fee!" Prince Lian once again understood the child's expression and kindly translated it.

The senior brother's mouth twitched, and he awkwardly reached into his bosom and threw a small silver bag into Qiao Mu's open hand. "Take it!"

The child openly opened the silver bag, glanced inside, and found a dozen or so pieces of silver. In this small village, it was considered a considerable sum of money.

However, the child seemed unsatisfied with the small silver bag and threw it back at the senior brother's face without hesitation. The disdain and contempt in his eyes almost overflowed like a tangible substance.

The looks in the eyes of the people of Tiandao Sect were truly distressing.

Prince Lian laughed again and translated, "It's not enough for a beggar! Too little!"

This time, more than a dozen black-clad youths behind Prince Lian couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Qiao Mu suddenly turned her head, her deep, cold, well-like eyes staring at Mo Lian, then turned back to the senior brother, took a step forward, and raised her small hand high.

Her tender and delicate fingers poked at the senior brother again and again.

Although that prince looked annoying, he was the smartest among this group and could understand her meaning.

The senior brother couldn't tell if he should laugh or be angry. He reached into his bosom again and pulled out two bags embroidered with gold thread, and stuffed them all into the child's hands.

Qiao Mu looked inside the bags, each containing fifty taels of gold. She put the bags away and turned around without looking back, walking down the mountain.

"Qiao Qiao." Watching the child take the money and leave, Mo Lian chuckled and swiftly followed her, "You're really ruthless. Look, I helped you interpret and you received a generous reward. Shouldn't we become good friends now?"

In response, the child turned her head and gave him a cold stare, then ran down the mountain at an explosive speed, leaving Mo Lian deeply stunned.

"Hehe, shy." Mo Lian chuckled lightly and swiftly passed through the mountains and forests, chasing after the child.

The group of black-clad attendants behind the young prince were all a bit dumbfounded. What's going on? The prince actually chased after such a seemingly fierce little girl?

Your high and noble demeanor, Your Highness?