Chapter 738

A string of blows left their minds a tangled mess!

Xi Yao's incident shattered the negotiations, completely alienating Su Yang—Zhenbao Pavilion may now be on the defensive… Both of them bear grave responsibility!

The three hurried to Chengmenkou, just as they were about to leave the city, when a voice called out behind them.

"Uncle Fan, Elder Bai, and Xi Yao, wait!"

The three stopped and saw only Liu Mengyun approaching; they finally exhaled in relief.

They feared Su Yang might change his mind.

The two king-level experts weren't afraid—they worried about Xi Yao.

"Mengyun, it's you!"

Liu Mengyun asked knowingly: "Uncle Fan, was that beast egg really not deliberately planted by you to harm the city lord?"

"Of course not!" Old Fan sighed. "We aren't that foolish, are we? Xi Yao and Elder Xi probably didn't even know!"

"Mm!"

Old Fan whispered: "Will this incident drag you into it?"

He hadn't forgotten that the beast egg had passed through Liu Mengyun's hands before reaching Su Yang.

"No!" Liu Mengyun pulled out the contract and handed it to Xi Yao. "By the way, Xi Yao, City Lord Su asked me to give you this!"

Xi Yao saw the contract, saw her own and Su Yang's signatures and seals, and froze in shock.

"This… is a contract?"

Xi Yao took the contract, her small hands trembling.

She rubbed her reddened eyes and asked, incredulous: "Is this… City Lord Su… asking you to give it to me?"

Old Fan and Bai Cang watched Liu Mengyun anxiously, awaiting her reply.

"Yes!" Liu Mengyun knew the truth; seeing how Su Yang had crushed the Zhenbao Pavilion trio, she felt a twinge of guilt—but no matter how guilty she felt, she would never sabotage Su Yang's plan. "Xi Yao, the city lord says you don't seem like the type to speak… there might be some misunderstanding!"

Old Fan and Bai Cang's gloomy faces lit up with joy!

The kind of joy as if granted a royal pardon!

Xi Yao stared wide-eyed at Liu Mengyun: "Liu Mengyun, does City Lord Su… believe us?"

"The city lord says that even if Zhenbao Pavilion wanted to strike at him, they wouldn't send their own young lady personally… and your clueless look? Clearly not the type for such schemes!"

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