There are too many female protagonists with deceased husbands in the Qin Dynasty's Past Books.

He faced the entrance of Zilan Pavilion, then slightly raised his chin. Although his words were polite, the meaning he wanted to convey was quite clear:

Enough with the nonsense, get out of here!

Jiang Mo merely showed off some skills and muscles, but it really frightened the two men, who naturally dared not voice any objections.

He was so scared that he ran towards the gate of Zilan Pavilion.

"Oh, wait a minute, I almost forgot, we never offer credit here. You two don't want me to personally come and collect the debt, do you?"

Jiang Mo only shouted casually, but it scared the two of them so much that their souls almost flew out of their bodies.

She couldn't help but imagine what Jiang Mo meant by those words. Did he mean that she should hand over the money to buy her life so that he wouldn't come knocking on her door to take her life again?

As for not offering a quote...

This didn't relieve the two of them; instead, it made their hearts tighten even more. Jiang Mo's refusal to quote a price meant they had to decide for themselves and carefully consider the value of their lives.

If the punishment cannot be known, the power cannot be measured.

The two men, their vision suddenly went black, turned ashen-faced, but could only silently lament in their hearts: "It's over, we're definitely going to have to pay a huge price this time!"

Watching the two stumble away, Jiang Mo didn't pay much attention to this little incident. He just smiled and approached the two people in front of him, his fingers already on their shoulders.

The rounded shoulders are petite and delicate, yet the feel is surprisingly smooth and supple to the touch.

One feels slightly cool to the touch, with a smooth, jade-like feel, while the other is scalding hot, with a slight sheen of sweat making the palm feel even more slippery.

"Dongjun, Yueshen, we might need to sit down and have a serious talk."

Seeing the two people in front of him with their heads down, trying their best to hide their identities, Jiang Mo's initial nervousness dissipated. He lowered his voice and whispered in their ears, but to his surprise, the girl he thought was Dongjun trembled slightly upon hearing his words.

However, the one who appeared to be the Moon Goddess beside her snorted coldly and said disdainfully:

"What's there to talk about? Falling into your hands means I've been defeated. Kill me or do whatever you want with me! Don't think you can humiliate me!!"

Chapter 35 Do you think this is Dongjun or Yueshen?

No, that's not a line about intentional murder.

Do I look like some kind of orc or goblin?

However, the identities of Dongjun and Yueshen are, in a sense, quite similar to "saintess" and "priestess".

They are classic examples of victims of persecution.

No, that's not the point. The voice and tone of those words... this is Dongjun?

Is this the moon goddess?

Jiang Mo was originally quite confident in his judgment, but now he felt as if the words he heard and the sensation in his palm were at odds.

To verify which side was correct, he gently lifted the two women's hands, using his fingertips to lift their chins, tilting his head to observe them carefully. After all, the two had changed clothes and were trying their best to suppress their breathing, so it was really hard to be sure without seeing their faces.

Like the constant sun, like the rising moon.

Their stunningly beautiful faces, each with its own unique charm, were enough for Jiang Mo to distinguish their identities even though it was only for a fleeting moment, leaving him quite astonished.

Her skin was burning hot, making him feel that she was the girl of the Eastern Lord, her eyes tightly closed.

Faced with Jiang Mo's flirtatious gesture of lifting her chin with his finger, she could only dodge in a panic, like a frightened rabbit, and didn't even dare to make eye contact with Jiang Mo.

This is clearly the moon goddess.

Moreover, it's a version where one's Dao heart is in complete chaos.

Instead, the one with slightly cool skin next to him slapped Jiang Mo's hand away without any politeness, staring at Jiang Mo with bright eyes...

Well, it doesn't look particularly bright right now.

Jiang Mo also realized that Dong Jun's body temperature was unexpectedly low, purely due to the effects of his physical injuries, which had caused him to lose body temperature uncontrollably.

Why are you still trying to be tough at a time like this?

Concentrating intently on sensing Dongjun's aura, which seemed to flicker like a candle in the wind, Jiang Mo couldn't help but furrow his brow. He glanced at the situation with the Mo family disciples, pondering whether he should deliver a classic threat.

For example: "My lord, you don't want your act of pretending to be a courtesan to be exposed..."

Before he could figure out a way to force the two people in front of him to obediently comply with his actions, the Moon Goddess, who had been keeping her head down, suddenly raised her head and opened her bright white eyes, which were like a clear mirror reflecting the moon.

His gaze was fixed on Jiang Mo.

It was as if, through him, one was gazing upon some unfathomable and unique being in the darkness...

"Help us get out of here, and this is yours."

Without consulting Dongjun, the Moon Goddess, like a tyrannical ruler, directly discussed the deal and agreement with Jiang Mo. As she spoke in a low voice, her fingertips moved.

A slender, pen-like object hovers between his fingers.

Jiang Mo didn't recognize the thing at all, but he could feel a unique and familiar aura emanating from it.

It is quite similar to the Reverse Scale Sword.

Like the unique fluctuations that time itself is stirred and manipulated.

This offer was truly beyond Jiang Mo's expectations. He had been considering whether or not to repay Dong Jun's favor, and now he immediately made a decision.

But he still couldn't resist teasing the Moon Goddess, saying:

"The idea is not bad, but have you considered the possibility that if I strip you both naked, the stuff will still be mine?"

The Moon Goddess, who had been troubled by her emotions, was unusually calm at this moment. Faced with the hypothetical question posed by Jiang Mo, she immediately responded without hesitation: "Amo, you don't want the secret relationship between yourself and the Seven Constellations of the Azure Dragon to be known by the various schools of thought, do you?"

"I can tell the Mohist disciples a story right now. Would you like to hear about Yan Lingji, Hu Meiren, or..."

"Okay, stop, no need to say anything more."

Jiang Mo quickly reached out and covered the Moon Goddess's mouth, his actions faster than his thoughts, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

He quickly scanned his surroundings.

Only after confirming that although someone was paying attention to what was happening here, no one had heard what the Moon Goddess had just said did they breathe a sigh of relief.

Then, upon further reflection, I realized something was amiss:

How did I become the victim of threats? And Moon Goddess, how come you use this kind of sentence structure so skillfully?!

I told you, there was way too much random stuff crammed in!

The Moon Goddess has followed the clues and discovered a secret that shouldn't be known to outsiders! Now, the only solution is…

As his thoughts raced, a fierce glint appeared in Jiang Mo's eyes.

The Moon Goddess, who was roughly covered in the mouth by him, did not resist at first, but when she saw the change in his eyes, she couldn't help but be a little startled. She subconsciously tensed up and her fingertips hanging at her waist were already secretly making hand seals.

"You two are really something. You weren't feeling well, why didn't you say anything? Come on, let's go to the back and rest."

"Next time you encounter a difficult customer like that, remember to call for backup!"

With one arm around each of them, Jiang Mo firmly controlled Dong Jun and Yue Shen, and hurriedly prepared to leave. To avoid arousing suspicion, he even made an excuse to shout.

Try to make the departure of the three people seem as natural as possible.

Feeling the strong and powerful chest behind him, Dongjun subconsciously struggled for a moment, but quickly gave up completely, slumping weakly into Jiang Mo's arms.

It wasn't that she gave in, but rather that she simply had no strength left.

Both internal energy and physical strength poured out through the unhealed wound, like water overflowing from a bucket with a gaping hole, impossible to contain.

If he had kept forcing himself to stay upright, he probably would have collapsed long ago.

Perhaps it was because he had just seen the Moon Goddess catch Jiang Mo in the act that Dong Jun felt a sense of security in this firm and warm embrace.

The taut nerves finally couldn't help but relax.

Her head drooped, and she collapsed onto Jiang Mo's chest, fainting, which startled both Yue Shen and Jiang Mo. They hurriedly confirmed that Dong Jun was still relatively calm before letting out a sigh of relief, though their pace quickened involuntarily.

Faster, faster!

We must quickly get rid of those Mohist disciples who are like hunting dogs.

We must shake them off before our threat to deceive Jiang Mo is exposed, otherwise we might find ourselves in a predicament where we are attacked from both sides.

The Eastern Lord was relieved, but the Moon Goddess was inwardly panicked.

With the power of the "Mirror Moon Eye," she could indeed glimpse the secrets in many people's hearts, but these people did not include Jiang Mo.

This thing has a very complicated composition.

When the moon goddess attempted to spy on him, the flow of information she could sense was so vast that it was beyond her imagination. If she tried to spy on him by force, she would be more likely to overload her brain and become an idiot by the massive amount of information than to successfully find useful information.

The seemingly legitimate threat just now was merely a fabrication by the Moon Goddess, pieced together from secrets gathered from others.

It's really just that one sentence.

Even if there were more details, the Moon Goddess would find it difficult to explain.

Fortunately, Jiang Mo seemed to believe her, which relieved Yue Shen, but also stirred some strange emotions within her:

So, those things were actually true?

"Hmm? Brother Jiang?! I never expected to see you here. This is great! I didn't get to drink to my heart's content last time!"

Just when the three were about to be safely evacuated, an accident still occurred.

The voice, free and unrestrained, carried a hint of surprise, but Jiang Mo, listening to it, felt as if his heart skipped a beat.

Jing Ke!

Sure enough, whether in history or in the world of Qin's Moon, this guy is definitely a remarkable figure!

With a sigh in his heart, Jiang Mo took action without hesitation.

When he sensed a powerful aura locking onto him, he immediately hugged Dongjun and Yueshen even tighter, forcing them to bury their heads in his chest to avoid being noticed by Jing Ke.

This reaction occurred even before Jing Ke's voice came.

Before he could finish speaking, Jing Ke, who should have been surrounded by onlookers, suddenly appeared in front of Jiang Mo.

"Brother Jiang, you're so lucky!"

His gaze fell on Dongjun and Yueshen, the two people Jiang Mo was holding in his arms. Jing Ke revealed a knowing smile that only men could understand, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

Sensing Jing Ke's aura approaching, the Moon Goddess couldn't help but feel a bit jolted.

Her delicate body tensed up instantly, and the aura she had been trying so hard to suppress also fluctuated slightly.