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Beiting Huang suddenly raised her head and looked at Mu Wanyue. This lunatic. What right did she have to say that Qiong Qi was here to pick her up? Was she suffering from hysteria?

The people at the griffin dock did not understand and thought that Mu

Wanyue was indeed related to the Night King’s Manor. When they looked at Mu Wanyue again, their gazes were a little different. They were envious and respectful, as if they were looking at the high and mighty empress. After all, the Night King had yet to choose a consort and was at the prime of his life. Who in the world did not admire him?

However, the legend of the Night King hating women had lasted for a long time on this continent. Furthermore, he was ruthless. No one dared to approach him if they cared about their lives. Even so, there were countless carriages passing by the entrance of the Night King’s Manor every day. Countless noble ladies rushed to the capital, all wanting to find an opportunity to have a beautiful encounter with the Night King.

“He’s actually here to pick up this lady!’

“The Night King personally sent someone to pick her up. Could this be our future Night Princess?

“Most likely. When have you heard of the Night King treating any woman well?”

“Heavens, the women in this world are probably going crazy with jealousy!’ “No, I think they will be going crazy with joy. Men will definitely want a second one after tasting one. Won’t the others who can’t get it have a chance?

“Hahaha, brother, you’re talking about experience!”

“I think it’s nonsense. If His Highness the Night King was like this, he would have been married 800 years ago!’

Qiong Qi looked at Mu Wanyue, who was limping towards him, in shock. He didn’t even know this woman, alright? Besides, when did Master ask him to pick up this shameless woman? Were all the women in human society so unrestrained? Didn’t they take a look at what kind of person Master was? Was he someone that idiots like them could touch?

“W-W-What are you trying to do?” Qiong Qi took two steps back. The smell of cosmetics was making his head spin.

If he had known that this was the case, he would not have fought with Xuan Wu and the others. He hated it when women pestered him. They were so hypocritical.

“Brother, I’m Mu Wanyue. I met His Highness the Night King in the capital three and a half years ago and met him in Luobei City half a year ago. Thank you for helping His Highness pick me up…”

“Pfft!”

Before Mu Wanyue could finish speaking, Beiting Huang laughed unkindly. She held Mu Qingling’s hand and took two steps forward. Her disdainful gaze landed on Mu Wanyue. “Mu Wanyue, you’re still so shameless. We haven’t seen each other for half a year and you haven’t improved at all! By the way, how did you detoxify the poison in your Black Spirit Pill?”

As soon as these words were spoken, Mu Wanyue jumped up like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. Her horrified gaze finally left Qiong Qi. This demonic man could no longer attract all her attention. In her memory, he was the person who wanted nothing more than to cut her into a thousand pieces. When her voice rang in her ears, Mu Wanyue’s entire body was already trembling.

“You, you, you’re the useless Ninth Young Master?” Mu Wanyue raised her hands and pounced on Beiting Huang. “You bastard, you almost killed me, but you still dare to live!”

These words were so ambiguous that Beiting Huang smiled and hugged the stunned Mu Qingling with one hand. She moved to the side so quickly that Mu Wanyue missed and heard Beiting Huang’s voice beside her. “Miss Mu, what are you saying? Did I rape you? How did I kill you? Don’t tell me that you’re pregnant with my child.. I won’t admit it!”