Looking down on oneself, there's no need to let them take advantage. Although that advantage may not necessarily be theirs, with subordinates like this, the superior might not be much better.
Qu Tan'er never expected that this small gesture would get both of them into a bit of trouble.
As soon as they entered, they were targeted by some riffraff.
Foreign-looking ordinary folks, genteel scholar, delicate lady. The key point is they're wealthy, without guards. No matter how you look at them, they are the best fat lambs. Those daily lurking at the city gate, picking targets to strike, looked at the two with bright eyes, the greed was very obvious. Well-organized, naturally notifying their organization; unorganized, then just following closely, seeking the right opportunity to strike.
Just took a turn in the street, no more than fifteen minutes.
Qu Tan'er and Mo Liancheng almost collided with several groups of people.
