Although the little apprentice sister is weak, she can fight

The battle was still fierce, and even the sounds were no longer restrained.

Shen Qiao stood facing the door for a while, then suddenly spoke again, "I don't want to listen anymore."

A short scream rang out instantly.

Cui Hongjin kissed the long hair of the woman under him and made a gesture to her to keep quiet. The dazed woman was aroused by this gesture and she pursed her lips to suppress the sounds of her passion.

Cui Hongjin smiled at the woman with satisfaction, then turned around, looked out through the red veil in front of her at Shen Qiao's back, and slowly asked, "Reason?"

"I don't know you." Shen Qiao said as a matter of course, with a hint of youthful arrogance. "Why should I listen to you?"

Cui Hongjin paused, and the woman in the bed with her only saw a flash of excitement in her eyes, which proved that she had a great interest in the young man who came in from the door.

This is a rare thing.

The woman was thinking with great interest, but she heard Cui Hongjin speak again, "In that case, why don't you guess who I am?"

Test her?

Shen Qiao's mind shifted slightly, still intending to maintain the image of this "reckless young man", so he spoke, "Your dignity has nothing to do with me. I just want to get out now."

After saying that, Shen Qiao raised his hand to open the door, but just as his hand touched the door handle, the person on the bed suddenly said in a commanding tone:

"come over."

In just two words, Shen Qiao felt an extremely strong sense of oppression. It was not simply the pressure from a cultivator, but a compulsive force that directly impacted his soul.

The last time she had this feeling was when she was sparring with Wang You.

But after entering the room, Shen Qiao did not sense any spiritual power. This woman was not a cultivator, so how could she use such a method to shock the soul?

"I said—come here."

The pressure increased a lot. Shen Qiao struggled for a while, but due to external force, he finally "obediently" turned around and walked to the bed.

"Oh, your willpower is not bad." Cui Hongjin looked at the handsome face in front of him presumptuously, raised the corners of his lips meaningfully and spoke slowly.

"Unfortunately, he's still too young."

Shen Qiaowei lowered her head and did not answer, as if she was really being controlled.

Cui Hongjin felt that this was a bit boring, so he raised his hand and snapped his fingers. Shen Qiao's eyes became obviously clearer.

"Cui Hongjin." The woman chuckled and explained patiently, as if she was afraid Shen Qiao wouldn't understand. "My name, remember it."

Cui Hongjin. This woman is the mayor of Bishui City.

No wonder these people in Fenyanlou respect her so much.

"Tell me what do these mean?"

Cui Hongjin sneered, "Interesting question. But before that, it's my turn to ask you."

After saying this, a slender, bony hand reached out from inside the bed curtain, lifted the red gauze, and a heroic female face slowly emerged.

Shen Qiao noticed that there were several red lines tattooed in the middle of her left eye, running from top to bottom through her eye. Although they did not look coherent at first glance, a general look revealed that they depicted a thorn.

She had heard of people in the secular world who liked to get tattoos on their skin, but this was the first time she had seen such a tattoo of thorns, and on the upper and lower eyelids.

"What's your name?"

"Shen Que." Shen Qiao answered calmly, but did not continue to look at her face.

"Shen Que?" The woman sneered, as if she had thought of some interesting solution.

"What are you doing, looking away?"

"There are differences between men and women." Shen Qiao said righteously.

Cui Hongjin was stunned, and after three or four seconds, he burst into unbridled laughter.

"Interesting, interesting!" She seemed even more interested.

"I like your personality." Cui Hongjin said as she slowly adjusted her posture and sat on the edge of the bed with her legs crossed. Only then did Shen Qiao realize that she was wearing a purple long robe with military sleeves.

"I like your face, too."

Shen Qiao: "...This doesn't seem like a good thing to me."

"cut."

The curtain was lifted again, and the dissatisfied sound was made by the lovely woman who had just appeared.

"It's a blessing for you to be favored by the City Lord. How dare you be so ungrateful?"

Shen Qiao looked at the two people dressed formally and fell into deep thought.

How could they fake something like that? And why? Just to hear some noise?

What a nasty hobby this is.

"Let's get back to the topic. I'm very satisfied with your reaction just now." Cui Hongjin supported the soft waist of the woman next to him and helped her sit down.

"So... I want to recruit you to be my personal bodyguard. What do you think?"

Shen Qiao looked at the two of them with a complicated expression and was silent for a moment.

"The monthly salary is three thousand, including food and accommodation. If you like, I can directly allocate you a house in the city."

Cui Hongjin said with a smile, and added meaningfully, "If you are old enough, or if you want to get married now, I can also arrange it for you."

Arrange? Did this person want to arrange for her to stay in Bishui City for the rest of her life?

"I asked the manager, and she said you registered when you were recruited. You have no parents, no relatives, and no friends. Instead of drifting around like this, why not stay with me?"

"I like your skills."

So, Cui Hongjin noticed it when she was fighting with Luo Dai just now?

"I don't agree." Shen Qiao refused decisively.

"Hmm?" Cui Hongjin deliberately stretched out his tone and narrowed his eyes. "Why?"

Shen Qiao looked at her, and as they looked at each other, he became more and more interested in Cui Hongjin's confidence.

"Because I don't accept it."

The atmosphere became a little solemn, and even the woman sitting next to Cui Hongjin couldn't help but glance sideways to observe Cui Hongjin's expression.

"Say that again?" Cui Hongjin threatened, his voice noticeably low, as if he was suppressing his anger.

Shen Qiao didn't care and said stubbornly, "I don't accept you."

Cui Hongjin stood up directly from the bed, walked step by step to Shen Qiao, and leaned down using his height advantage to cover Shen Qiao in his shadow.

"I don't have much patience."

Shen Qiao raised his head provocatively, with the aura of a "newborn calf that is not afraid of a tiger".

"I don't like being threatened either."

The atmosphere was extremely tense. Cui Hongjin's eyes revealed a strong possessiveness without any concealment. "You know what? You're the first man who dares to argue with me."

Shen Qiao felt uncomfortable listening to this, especially being stared at by such a pair of eyes. "Anyway, I don't agree. Go find someone else."

After saying that, Shen Qiao turned around and left without giving Cui Hongjin any chance to speak again.

Cui Hongjin didn't stop him this time. Instead, he snorted with a hint of malice, as if he was waiting to see some expected scene.

As expected, as soon as Shen Qiao opened the door, he was forced back by an oncoming punch.

With a loud bang, Shen Qiao was knocked directly from the door to the table. The huge external force instantly caused her to smash the table with her back.

"Cough cough!"

She coughed up a mouthful of blood and leaned against a pile of scrapped tables, looking a little embarrassed as she barely stood. A young man dressed in black walked in from the doorway, looking down at Shen Qiao and saying mechanically:

"Sorry, the city lord doesn't agree. You can't leave this room."