Don't mess with that Miao boy, he's sickly and perverted.

Originally, the group only planned to stay in Qianwu Town for one night.

Once the merchant ships set sail from the dock tomorrow, we will head to Youquan Town.

But now he has accepted the bet with the barbarians.

However, they had to stay here for a few more days until the New Moon Arrow Duel was over before they could set off to leave Thousand Mist Town.

If you stay longer, the cost of lodging will naturally increase several times over.

The group traveled together, leaving all their food, clothing, and other necessities in one place. They decided to put most of their silver in one place and entrust it to Chai Xiaomi to manage, while each of them kept only a small portion of the rest.

At that moment, she was rummaging through her clothes and pockets, and the more she searched, the more flustered she became.

The trouble is big.

"Huh? Where's my purse? And that new cherry blossom embroidered pouch I just bought?"

To store her silver, she specially bought a money pouch embroidered with cherry blossoms when she passed by the market, but before she could even enjoy it, it disappeared without a trace.

Most importantly, this contains everyone's belongings.

Chai Xiaomi was so anxious that she broke out in a cold sweat.

Her face turned red with anxiety.

His clothes were also in a bit of a mess.

She paced back and forth, her delicate nose slightly wrinkled, and her bright almond-shaped eyes filled with anxiety and helplessness.

The boy sitting at the table slowly took out the cherry blossom purse, twirled it between his fingers, and asked knowingly, "Looking for this?"

"You stinky Lili! Did you steal it?!"

Chai Xiaomi pounced on her angrily.

He rested his chin on his hand, casually observing her fierce and aggressive appearance. When she pounced closer, he flicked his wrist, tossing the money bag to the other side. The young man leaped up, leaned against the window frame, and caught the money bag steadily.

He curled his lips into a half-smile: "Is this how you treat your benefactor? If it weren't for me, this bag would have been lost somewhere long ago."

"Give it back!" Chai Xiaomi rushed up to snatch it.

But Wu Li was far too tall. With just a slight lift of her hand, she had to tiptoe and hop left and right, her fingertips always just a little short of reaching the purse.

She glared at him dejectedly, pouting, "Aren't you going to give it back to me?"

"You haven't thanked your benefactor yet," he said, looking down at her, his tone leisurely, "How can you not understand even the slightest bit of manners?"

When Wu Li heard these words, she almost burst out laughing.

He's the most rude person in the whole novel!

But then I thought, how could he know these things if he had no one to teach him since he was a child?

Chai Xiaomi pursed her lips, her heart softening. She felt obligated to set an example and demonstrate to him what manners were.

So he took a half step back, bowed respectfully, and softened his voice: "Thank you."

Then she opened her hands, clasped them together, and handed them over, tilting her head back with a sweet smile that curved her eyes:

"Can you give it back to me now, my great benefactor?"

To everyone's surprise, this benefactor refused to accept the offered way out and instead took the opportunity to climb up the ladder.

He curled his lips into a smile, his gaze sweeping over her face before his eyes suddenly crinkled into a smile: "Call me 'brother' and let me hear it."

"You wish!" Chai Xiaomi turned her head and saw the blue and white porcelain vase on the display shelf. The plum blossoms that were originally in it had been carelessly thrown on the side of the shelf. Now, standing upright in the vase was her sugar figurine.

He wouldn't call her "sister," but now he's asking her to call him "brother."

Reversing the Heavenly Gang!

She frowned and turned her back.

Wu Li, however, persisted, circling around to stand in front of her, determined to get what she wanted: "Didn't you call me before?"

How can they be the same!

The first time was to save her life; she wouldn't have hesitated to call him "father," let alone "brother."

But this time it's all for a money bag.

Why would she bow down for a mere five pecks of rice?

Hmph, does Chai Xiaomi think she's the kind of person who's only interested in money?

"elder brother."

Yes, that's her.

It only took three seconds of mental preparation.

The sound came so suddenly that the boy was stunned.

His long eyelashes trembled slightly and then slowly fell down.

The girl once again opened her palm and offered it to him, demanding her money pouch with an air of entitlement.

The soft light from the lanterns hanging outside the window fell on the top of her hair, making her hair glow with a warm, downy color, and even her eyes shone like stars immersed in water, shimmering and sparkling.

In that instant, it seemed as if countless unseen flowers appeared.

It bloomed silently in his eyes, in his heart, and wherever his gaze fell.

They drove recklessly and noisily.

The shaking made him dizzy and his throat tighten.

He looked away, his voice deliberately lowered: "Didn't you eat enough? You're as quiet as a mosquito, speak louder."

They're pushing their luck.

That's outrageous!

Chai Xiaomi felt a lump in her throat, unable to hold back any longer. The national essence she had just prepared was stuck in her throat when a sudden knock on the door cut her off.

"Wu Li".

It was Song Yueyao's voice.

Hmm? This is the first time she's taken the initiative to find Wu Li.

Chai Xiaomi immediately became alert.

"Wait a minute, sister," Wu Li called out, her tone light and natural.

The way she called her "sister" was so familiar and affectionate, without any hesitation.

See, they don't even have to force him.

It came out naturally and was incredibly easy to say.

When it came to her, even holding a knife to his neck wouldn't work. Chai Xiaomi suddenly felt a pang of bitterness in her heart, and a strange sour feeling welled up inside her. She felt like a lemon at that moment.

Wu Li looked down at her and saw a small flame in her eyes. She knew that she was really angry and that if she continued to make a fuss, she might shed tears.

This is her specialty.

The water-filled beads are large and shiny, and they fall off easily with a splash, sometimes making it hard to tell if they are real or fake.

In short, he had no way to deal with these water droplets.

So he stopped teasing her and gently placed the purse back into her palm.

At the same time, he made a hand gesture with his fingertips, quickly pressed it on the back of her hand, and then gently hooked her index finger.

Chai Xiaomi saw that the Qiankun bag hanging at her waist opened a corner on its own, revealing a shimmering light of pale gold.

"Put your money pouch in here, it won't get lost easily," he whispered. "Did you remember the incantation from earlier? In the future, when you open it, just recite it once."

After giving his instructions, Wu Li left in a hurry.

Before closing the door, he turned back again, his expression unusually serious: "Stay inside and don't wander off. This town is a mixed bag these days; you can find all sorts of people here."

She paused for a moment, then said, "I'll be right back, and I'll bring you something delicious."

They practically treated her like a child.

As Chai Xiaomi watched the two receding figures, one tall and one short, reflected in the doorway, a wave of bitterness washed over her again, so intense it felt like it could be squeezed dry.

"Host! Host!" You Tiao shouted urgently in her mind, "What are you waiting for? Hurry up and follow them! We absolutely cannot let the villain and the female lead be alone together, we can't give him any chance to use the love potion!"

Chai Xiaomi suddenly came to her senses.

Those two figures had disappeared, but they seemed to be etched in her mind, impossible to erase.

For a moment, she even forgot about her mission, only feeling a tightness in her chest and a surge of bitter emotions rising up.

She pushed the door open and chased after him.

The building features a maze of corridors and sky bridges, winding and turning in all directions.

Colorful ribbons fluttered lightly between the beams, and the lights flickered and shimmered, creating a mesmerizing effect.

From time to time, flower girls in flowing dresses would stroll through the corridors on each floor, their fragrant breezes and dazzling figures creating a mesmerizing scene.

Chai Xiaomi looked around as she passed through the swaying gauze curtains and the interplay of light and shadow. Finally, she saw two familiar figures stepping out of the threshold of the Illusionary Sound Pavilion one after the other and disappearing into the dim lights outside.