Junior sister, she reached the pinnacle of life by picking up rags

Yan Yun, who had become a good friend unilaterally, nodded with a smile, "Then thank you for your help."

Xu Rong patted his chest again, "Don't worry, I will definitely get it for you!"

Then she rubbed her hands, with a little expectation in her eyes, "Will the Mysterious Spirit Stone really be given to me directly by then?"

"I'm definitely not greedy for it, I'm just new to the world and want to pay more attention to it!"

"Don't worry, I'll give you this Mysterious Spirit Stone first. If it works, you can add it to the formation."

"you also have?!"

Hearing Yan Yun's words that she still had it, Xu Rong lost his composure again.

Taking the Xuanling Stone from her hand, Xu Rong couldn't help but feel that it was extremely hot. This was the dream material of an array master!

"Come to me in three days, and I will definitely find it for you!"

Xu Rong gritted his teeth and slammed the table, let’s fight!

"Yes, yes, then I'll come over in three days." Yan Yun saw that she was full of passion as if she were filled with chicken blood. Thinking of Xu Rong's cold look at the beginning, he couldn't help but feel deeply moved. It's true that money makes the world go round.

She left here, and before she reached their store, she heard a commotion and saw a crowd of people gathered in front of the store.

"You just deliberately undercharged us. Do you think it's easy for us casual cultivators? You actually cheated us. You are a bunch of black-hearted businessmen."

The man's face was filled with anger, and he glared at the helpless shop assistants.

"If you don't give me an explanation today, I will report your shop for embezzling money to the City Lord's Mansion and make sure you can't survive."

Because many independent cultivators live in places where ordinary people live, in order to facilitate management, as long as they are within the planned area, they must abide by local rules. In other words, the city lord is the person with the highest status.

Those who can become city lords are transferred from the Kyoto Management Headquarters.

When the shop assistants heard that they were going to make a scene in the City Lord's Mansion, they became even more panicked.

"We didn't make a mistake in our calculations. Your number was exactly that, and you checked it yourself and it was correct. Why are you denying it?"

Xiaoyuan retorted unconvinced, but her momentum was obviously not as strong as the other person's. She sounded weak, and if you listened carefully, you could even hear a hint of tears in her voice.

She was one of the shop assistants. She was not a cultivator and she had finally found a job, but she didn't expect something like this to happen.

If she lost her job because of this incident, her family would scold her.

"What do you mean? Did I lie to you, you little bitch?"

As the man spoke, he started to use his force and almost pushed Xiaoyuan to the ground.

"Since you are accusing us of embezzling money, then you should bring out all the evidence. If you can't, don't blame us for being rude."

Yan Yun stepped forward, protecting several shop assistants behind him, and looked at the aggressive man in front of him.

The aura of the foundation-building cultivation base was released, causing the man in front of him to change his expression. However, thinking of the man's order, he lacked confidence, but still said unkindly, "You are the owner of this store, right?"

"You said we embezzled money, but you have no evidence. Where is your evidence?"

Yan Yun looked at it coldly, and a wooden stick as thick as an arm appeared in her hand. She swung the stick unceremoniously, and the airflow it created swept the man back several meters.

The man didn't expect that she would hit someone so badly. He was so frightened that he didn't dare to step forward, and the words he had prepared were stuck in his throat.

"What kind of person is this? He comes to cause trouble just because he sees that others are doing well."

"That's right, this store is very fair..."

Hearing the mocking words and contemptuous looks from the people around him, the man began to panic.

Yan Yun suddenly understood what was going on when he noticed that the man was always looking back intentionally or unintentionally.

"I don't care who called you here. Those who are barefoot are not afraid of those who wear shoes. If you get pushed into a corner, don't blame us for what we will do."

She tilted her head slightly and looked at the middle-aged monk opposite her who looked like he was watching a show. Her voice was clear enough for him to hear.

"I'll give you one more chance to see if we have robbed you of your money."

Seeing more and more people gathering around, she looked at the man standing there in a daze and weighed the stick in her hand as a warning.

"You just stole my money, do you want to beat me up?"

The man's voice was weak. He knew very well that he would have a hard time explaining himself if he returned now. He still didn't believe it. How could this little girl dare to beat him to death?

"You're right, I'm going to hit someone."

Yan Yun hit him with a club without any hesitation and said loudly, "I never hit anyone, but when I meet someone like you who lies and spreads rumors, beating you is also to eliminate harm to the people."

She said it on purpose for the people around her to hear.

The man really didn't expect that she would really hit him. His head was buzzing from the blow.

But he was just a young cultivator at the third stage of Qi training, and he was begging for mercy after a few moves. "I was wrong, I was wrong. You didn't cheat me. Someone asked me to come here to cause trouble."

Yan Yun quickly took back the stick, waved his hand and sent the man directly to the recycling shop across the street. The middle-aged monk's face darkened, "May I ask what you mean?"

"What do you mean? I just accidentally sent him to your store. Why are you so anxious?"

Yan Yun smiled innocently, not looking like someone with bad intentions at all, "Are you feeling guilty?"

If she hadn't said this, the middle-aged monk would have almost been deceived by her innocent appearance.

"Why should I feel guilty? The little girl does have some skills. You should be careful in the future and don't offend people you shouldn't offend."

The middle-aged monk snorted coldly and looked at the timid man with disgust. Then he waved his sleeves and left, as if he was about to escape.

When Lu Li came back, someone happened to ask him to go over to see the goods. He didn't want to go at first, but the other person insisted on him going. Now that he thinks about it, he might have been sent away on purpose.

"Sorry, sorry, I'm so stupid. I didn't expect them to be so excessive. I even gave them gifts when they opened their store..."

Lu Li's face was full of self-blame. He looked at the clerk who was still a little panicked, and then looked at Yan Yun, "Luckily you're back."

He imagined that if he encountered this situation, he would probably be succeeded by the other party.

"It's okay, you don't know they did it on purpose." Yan Yun patted his shoulder to comfort him. Her gentle words calmed Lu Li's heart.

The current problem was solved, but Yan Yun recalled the man’s last words and always felt that things were not that simple.

Sure enough, at dusk, a group of people wearing city guard uniforms came to the store and said, "We have received a report that someone has stolen someone's things in your store. Who is in charge? Please come with us."

Seeing their serious faces, Lu Li panicked again and looked towards Yan Yun.

"You watch here and follow me."

When Yan Yun saw Lian Heng coming, he looked extremely calm. He gave Lu Li a reassuring look, and then dragged Lian Heng away who had just arrived at the store door.

With the heartthrob in her hands, she didn't believe anyone would dare to frame her.

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