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Chapter 2229

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Just as they were about to run out, Fengjiu's palm moved and a few silver needles shot out.

"Ah!"

A few cries of pain rang out at the same time. They only felt their legs go numb and their bodies involuntarily fell forward. Just as they were shocked, they reached out to touch their legs and touched the exposed silver needle. Seeing this, their hearts couldn't help but tremble. Their faces paled as they turned around to look.

They saw that the woman in red moved a chair to the side and sat down. She held her chin with one hand and looked at them with a leisurely expression.

"Run! Didn't you want to run? " She played with a silver needle between her fingers. The cold light of the silver needle made the hearts of the men tremble. At this time, how could they dare to think of running away?

"No, we won't run, we won't run. We'll pay, we'll pay." They hurriedly said. Compared to money, their lives were naturally more important. This woman in red could make them unable to run once she made a move. Who knew if she would give them a fatal blow if they ran and angered her?

"Master, the bill has been settled." The shopkeeper walked over and stood respectfully beside Fengjiu.

When the men outside heard the shopkeeper call the woman in red "Master", their faces turned pale. How could a Nascent Soul cultivator call her "Master" be an ordinary person? They must be tired of living to provoke her.

Hearing this, Fengjiu stood up and walked out, saying, "Then settle the bill with them. Tell the guests upstairs and downstairs that today's expenses were paid by these people. Let them eat and drink to their heart's content."

"Yes." The shopkeeper responded. Seeing that his master had walked out and was walking towards the Hundred Fragrances House, he then went forward to settle the bill with those people …

On the second floor of the Hundred Fragrances House, Duan Ye was sitting by the window and drinking tea. At this time, he felt a few gazes secretly sizing him up. He couldn't help but frown and look towards the gazes.

Seeing that it was two women, the two of them hurriedly lowered their heads when they saw him looking at them. Thus, he withdrew his gaze and ignored the two of them.

"Don't you think he looks like Martial Uncle Duan?" Not far away, a woman lowered her voice and asked the woman at the same table.

"It looks like it. However, Junior Master Duan should be in the sect. Why is he here? Could it be that we've made a mistake? "The woman in the sky blue dress said softly.

"I don't recognize it either. I only saw it once from afar." She thought for a moment and said, "Why don't we go over and ask?"

"Ask? This … isn't a good idea, right? "The woman in the sky blue dress was a little hesitant.

"There's no harm in asking." The woman stood up and walked towards Duan Ye's table. She looked at the man who was sitting there and drinking tea. The closer she got, the more familiar that babyface was.

Everyone in the sect knew that Martial Uncle Duan had a baby face, but they also knew that Martial Uncle Duan didn't like people talking about his baby face.

The man in front of her had a baby face. Although his aura was cold, he really looked like her sect's Martial Uncle Duan!

She took a deep breath and mustered her courage to ask, "Excuse me, are you Martial Uncle Duan?"

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