Li Bielang followed behind Tianmiao and Leng Yanhua, bored to tears. He really wanted to smoke a cigarette, but smoking wasn’t allowed here.
By the ti they reached the third floor, Li Bielang couldn’t hold it in anymore: "Sis, I’m going to the smoking area next door to have a cigarette."
"Don’t go! Smoking is bad for your health, don’t you know?" Leng Yanhua scolded, eyebrows raised.
"Oh..." Li Bielang mumbled awkwardly, "If I’d known, I would’ve just gone outside for a smoke without you noticing."
"What are you mumbling about?" Leng Yanhua shouted angrily.
"Nothing at all. Oh, sis, look, that new outfit looks great! I think it’d suit you. Want to try it on first?" Li Bielang spoke with a fawning tone.
"Hmm, your taste is not bad. Tianmiao, let’s go try them on." Leng Yanhua hooked her arm around Tianmiao’s, stepping inside as a shop assistant ca up to eagerly serve them.
"Ladies, these are all this month’s new arrivals..." said the well-dressed shop assistant, her face beaming with enthusiasm.
At that mont, a woman wearing a short skirt and sunglasses stepped directly in front of them, commanding the assistant, "Let try these on."
"Excuse , miss, could you please wait..." The shop assistant smiled politely but was interrupted brusquely.
"Why should I wait? I’m a Demon Exorcist, shouldn’t I be served first?" The short skirt woman finished, flashing her Demon Hunting Certificate.
"Oh, um, ladies, I’m sorry. Could you please wait for a mont? I’ll get another assistant to serve you." The assistant apologized to Tianmiao and Leng Yanhua.
"Quit the chit-chat, hurry up. Just serve first; why do you care about others?" The short skirt woman urged impatiently, then took off her sunglasses and looked at Tianmiao and Leng Yanhua disdainfully, "Ordinary people should just queue up at the back."
"The Demon Hunting Certificate only gives you priority service. Is this how you use your so-called priority?" Leng Yanhua sneered, looking at the woman before her.
"What? Not happy? Go get your own Demon Hunting Certificate then." The short skirt woman sneered at Tianmiao, "So what if you’re pretty? Without real power, aren’t you still kept by rich n? Coming to shop, isn’t it still spending a man’s money?"
"So, you’re just jealous of her beauty and looking for trouble?" Leng Yanhua said coldly.
"Jealous? What if I am, or what if I’m not?" The short skirt woman laughed heartily, "Look at you two, probably being kept, right? Young and pretty now, but when you’re old, tsk tsk, won’t you just end up being tossed aside?"
Li Bielang widened his eyes at the short skirt woman, full of pity in his gaze. This idiot, good luck ssing with his sister!
The short skirt woman’s words had barely left her mouth before she was sent flying. Leng Yanhua had stepped forward and punched her directly in the stomach.
Bang—
A loud crash sounded.
The short skirt woman was plastered against the wall, cracks spread across the entire surface.
"Wow, sis, calm down, don’t blow up this whole building. There are still a lot of ordinary people around." Li Bielang scread.
Leng Yanhua stepped forward and ripped the short skirt woman off the wall, throwing her heavily onto the ground. The woman lay sprawled in a large shape on the floor, her mind completely blank.
What just happened?
Where is she?
"When you’ve got a loose mouth, you should first check out your opponent’s ability and identity." Leng Yanhua squatted down, patting the short skirt woman’s face mockingly.
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