Chapter 113

Seeing Jiang Chen, her eyes clearly lit up, and she immediately gave Jiang Chen a brilliant smile, revealing two rows of crystal-clear, snow-white teeth.

"Eh, Big Brother?!"

"Not bad, you still remember me."

Jiang Chen smiled and touched the little girl’s head, saying softly: "Can you tell Big Brother what happened?"

The little girl nodded gently.

Then a wronged expression appeared on her small face: "This uncle ordered a bouquet of flowers from me yesterday evening, and then I went out of the city to pick some today, but this uncle said my flowers were not fresh and didn't want to pay me for them."

Hearing the little girl’s words, the big man’s face flushed red.

"It was not fresh!"

The big man shouted: "Your flowers were not fresh, why should I pay?!"

Jiang Chen looked at the flowers in the big man’s hand.

He found that they were indeed not as good-looking as the ones sold to him that day, but to say they were not fresh was simply nonsense.

Jiang Chen could tell at a glance that these flowers had clearly been picked not long ago.

"If you think they are not fresh, you don't have to buy them."

Jiang Chen glanced at the big man: "But your forceful taking is your fault."

"Who are you?"

The big man saw that although Jiang Chen was dressed extraordinarily, he had no weapons in his hands, so his courage grew a little: "This is my own business, what does it have to do with you?"

Just as he finished speaking.

A female owner of a steamed bun shop suddenly walked out.

"Young Master Jiang, you should kick this person out of Snow Moon City."

The female owner said helplessly: "This person was harassing me here yesterday, making it impossible for me to do business."

"Is that so?"

Jiang Chen was stunned.

Then he looked at the flowers in the big man’s hand, and the general idea became clear in his heart.

"Are you a disciple of Snow Moon City?"

Hearing the female owner’s words, the big man was shocked, and a look of panic appeared on his face.

Although he had the cultivation of a seventh-grade martial artist.

But facing a behemoth like Snow Moon City, it was clearly not enough.

Looking at the big man’s changing expression, Jiang Chen suddenly smiled lightly: "I also think these flowers are not fresh enough."

The big man heard this.

And couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

However, just at this moment, Jiang Chen spoke again.

"I guess it should be that the nutrition couldn't keep up."

Jiang Chen looked at Brother Sikong Brother Sikong Qianluo and the others who were walking over and said with a smile: "Senior Sister, go over there and call a Snow Moon City disciple over."

"Mm-hmm!"

Brother Sikong Brother Sikong Qianluo heard this and agreed with a smile.

And Lianxing, who was on the side, looked at Jiang Chen with a strange gaze, as if she had guessed what Jiang Chen was going to do.

Not long after.

Brother Sikong Brother Sikong Qianluo led someone over.

"Junior Brother, what are your orders?"

This Snow Moon City disciple saw Jiang Chen and was full of excitement; this was his first time talking to this awesome Junior Brother.

Jiang Chen walked up to this Snow Moon City disciple and whispered a sentence in his ear.

The disciple’s eyes widened.

Then he patted his chest and guaranteed: "Don't worry, Junior Brother, I guarantee the mission will be completed!"

Jiang Chen nodded.

Then he came to the big man’s side, patted his shoulder with a smile: "Follow my Senior Brother, he will take you to pick the freshest flowers."

However.

The big man’s body trembled, and he looked terrified.

Because he discovered.

With Jiang Chen’s light pat, the true Qi in his body was instantly sealed.

Not only that.

He couldn't even open his mouth to speak!

"Buddy, let’s go!"

The Snow Moon City disciple smiled and hugged the big man, taking him toward the outside of the city:

"Brother, let me tell you, I’ve been in Snow Moon City for three years, and I know the situation outside the city like the back of my hand. Follow me, and I guarantee you’ll be able to pick the freshest flowers."

"..."

"Little Junior Brother."

Watching the Snow Moon City disciple take the big man away, Brother Sikong Brother Sikong Qianluo couldn't help but ask: "What did you just say to that disciple?"

"Of course, I told him to take that person to pick flowers."

Jiang Chen said with a smile.

Then he turned around and squatted down, preparing to help the little girl up.

"Little Junior Brother is lying to me!"

Brother Sikong Brother Sikong Qianluo clearly didn't believe it.

Only Lianxing looked at Jiang Chen and couldn't help but chuckle.

Just now, others didn't notice that Jiang Chen had sealed that person’s cultivation, but she knew.

Just as Brother Sikong was about to continue questioning.

The little girl’s voice came over.

"Hello, pretty sisters!"

Seeing Brother Sikong Brother Sikong Qianluo and the others, the little girl clearly recognized them.

"Little sister, we meet again!"

Brother Sikong Brother Sikong Qianluo’s attention was instantly shifted to the little girl, and she looked at her with joy: "Why are you out selling flowers alone again? Where are your parents?"

Hearing Brother Sikong Brother Sikong Qianluo’s words.

The little girl’s originally bright eyes dimmed: "My father and mother have both passed away."

Everyone was stunned.

Then their gazes toward the little girl softened.

They didn't expect this cheerful and lively little girl to be an orphan.

Looking at the small shoes that had fallen to the side.

With holes clearly about to be worn through at the toes.

Jiang Chen reached out and picked them up, preparing to put them on for the little girl.

"Big Brother, I’ll do it myself."

The little girl looked at Jiang Chen with crystal-clear eyes and said with a grin: "These shoes are a bit small, they are not easy to put on."

After saying this.

She took the shoes from Jiang Chen’s hand.

Then she stretched out her small feet and began to put on the shoes with difficulty.

Looking at the little girl’s small feet, which were as white as lotus flowers, the women were a bit surprised.

They could tell.

The little girl’s dark skin was not natural.

However.

Jiang Chen’s gaze sharpened as he looked at a mulberry leaf-shaped birthmark on the little girl’s foot.

No way?!

"Little sister."