Your Highness, please stop chasing me.

"Sorry to keep you waiting, I'm the owner of this shop. What would you like to have made?" The owner's voice came through promptly.

Mu Xue glanced gratefully at the boss, who was burly and had a dark complexion.

Judging from his appearance, Mu Xue could tell that the boss was all muscle and full of strength.

"Boss, I have a drawing for you to take a look at." Mu Xue took out the drawing she had drawn earlier.

The waiter took it and respectfully handed it to the boss.

It was just a casual glance, but that one glance made the boss serious. He looked at the drawings for a while, repeatedly saying, "Brilliant, brilliant!"

"Guest, what is the purpose of this part?" This is the boss's way of asking questions without any shame.

"When these parts are combined, they can reduce the overall resistance of the blade..." Mu Xue pointed out each part to the boss and explained it to him.

"Does the angle you marked on this part have to be exactly like this?"

"Yes. Not even the slightest error. Otherwise..."

......

Back and forth, you ask, I answer.

Finally, the boss stopped asking questions.

Mu Xue smiled at the shopkeeper. She also loved cold weapons, but in modern times, they were rarely used. Out of hobby, she only occasionally designed and made them. Now that she had met someone who shared her passion, she was naturally delighted.

The boss seemed to realize his rudeness. He glanced at the blueprints, then looked up at Mu Xue, his hesitant expression quite comical.

"Does the boss have any other questions?" Mu Xue asked.

"Miss, what's your name?" Although it was abrupt, the boss still asked cautiously.

"My father's surname is Mu, and I am the fifth child in my family." The surname Mu is not common in Xiyu Kingdom or even the entire continent.

The shopkeeper was only slightly taken aback. He probably already knew it was the Mu family.

"My surname is Wu, and my given name is Ying. May I ask, Miss Wu, did you draw these blueprints?" Mr. Wu asked uncertainly.

"Yes," Mu Xue admitted.

"May I ask who your master is, Miss Wu? Such an exquisite design is the first I've ever encountered in my fifty-plus years of crafting." Boss Wu looked at Mu Xue in disbelief. He thought that even if she designed such an exquisite weapon under the guidance of a master, she would still be a genius.

"I don't have a teacher. I just drew this for fun when I was bored, and I wanted to try and see if I could make it." Mu Xue tried to hide her embarrassment. What a joke! If I told you this was a product of five thousand years of wisdom, you'd probably think I was a monster and beat me up.

This seven-holed dagger was designed by Mu Xue and several cold weapons experts in modern times.

Wu Ying was utterly astonished. He stared at Mu Xue in disbelief. Where did this genius come from? He should just take her back. She shouldn't be wandering around the mortal realm anymore.

"Fifth Miss, I need to try to forge this dagger, but it may take a long time. I need to test many of the parts." Wu Ying composed himself.

"Okay, Master Wu, please go ahead and make it." Mu Xue was overjoyed to hear that it could be made.

"Fifth Miss, if you ever have anything like this again, remember to come find me!" Wu Ying scratched his head sheepishly.

Mu Xue was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "Master Wu, don't worry, I believe in you. If even you can't forge it, then I'm afraid it would be difficult to find anyone in the entire Western Jade Kingdom who can successfully forge it."

"Don't worry, Miss Wu. We will definitely deliver the goods within five days." Wu Ying said confidently.

"Okay, I'll come back in five days." Mu Xue was genuinely happy at this moment.

My darling, we're about to meet! I miss you so much, my little dagger.

It was almost noon, so Mu Xue didn't linger and took Su Su out of Dongfang, heading straight for the famous Meishiju restaurant in Yunan City.

"Miss, you're so amazing!" Su Su looked at Mu Xue with admiration, her eyes sparkling.

Mu Xue almost fell; she could only blame it on her skirt being too in the way.

What can you do? It's your own little monster, you can only spoil it.

"Let's go. Aren't you hungry?" Mu Xue said helplessly.

I pulled Susu into the Delicious House.

"Oh, didn't you say you weren't coming to see Brother Mo? Why did you sneak over here?" Mu Jiaojiao spotted Mu Xue and her servant as they entered.

Upon hearing this, Mo Shijie also stopped going upstairs and looked at Mu Xue.

He had already heard Mu Jiaojiao mention that Mu Xue's mental illness had been cured.

The first time Mo Shijie saw Mu Xue, her stunning face was free of her usual heavy makeup, and she exuded a natural, ethereal beauty. Mo Shijie's eyes were filled with amazement.

The first time, Mu Xue saw that Mo Shijie didn't eagerly fawn over her.

She didn't even glance at him.

Everyone thought they would see Mu Xue shamelessly sticking to Mo Shizi's side again, but just as everyone was marveling at Mu Xue's change, they saw Mu Xue not even look at Mo Shijie and his group, and led by the waiter to the private room.

However, these people blocked the only staircase leading to the private room on the second floor. "Hey, a good dog doesn't block the way," Mu Xue said without any politeness.

"Hey, you little fool, who are you calling a dog?" The first one to lose her temper was Jiang Xirou, the young lady of Baifu Tea House. She was Mu Jiaojiao's follower and had bullied the original owner quite a bit before.

"Who are you asking, you silly girl?" Mu Xue crossed her arms and wasn't in a hurry to go upstairs.

"I'm doing this for you, you silly girl." Jiang Xirou blurted out without thinking, not even giving Mu Jiaojiao a chance to stop her.

Everyone who realized what had happened blushed deeply.

"I'm not afraid of god-like opponents, but I'm afraid of pig-like teammates"—that perfectly describes Jiang Xirou.

Jiang Xirou also realized what was happening, and she raised her hand to hit Mu Xue: "You little bitch, how dare you tease me?"

Seeing Jiang Xirou's actions, Mu Xue's face instantly darkened: "Hmph, you're asking for death."

A scream of "Ah!" rang out, and everyone thought it would be the same as before, with the foolish Fifth Miss suffering all the bullying before running away crying.

But this time, it wasn't the Fifth Miss who screamed, it was Jiang Xirou.

"Ouch, my hand is broken. It hurts so much!"

Jiang Xirou held her twisted wrist and glared fiercely at Mu Xue: "You bitch, you just wait."

Mu Xue clapped her hands and snorted, "Little brat, who do you think you are?"

"Waiter, aren't you going to lead the way?" Mu Xue reminded him coldly.

"Sister, how could you treat Rou Rou like this?" Mu Jiaojiao finally came to her senses and made her presence known.

"What? You have a problem with that?" Mu Xue looked at her, puzzled.

"Sister, I know you're angry that I didn't take you boating on the lake this morning, but you can't take it out on Rou Rou." Mu Jiaojiao said affectedly, while supporting Jiang Xi Rou, who was crying uncontrollably.

"Mu Jiaojiao, you must have some serious illness. I suggest you go see a doctor." Mu Xue rolled her eyes inelegantly.

"Susu, let's go." Mu Xue was already getting impatient from hunger.

"Mu Xue, you think you can just leave after hitting someone?" Mo Shijie called out to Mu Xue.

Mu Xue's patience had run out. She looked up at Mo Shijie coldly, as if she could make a move at any moment.

The icy gaze made Mo Shijie feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and his hair stood on end instantly.

"What? Does Prince Mo want to try it too?" Mu Xue didn't want to talk to this mentally ill prince anymore.

"Don't go too far," Mo Shijie said, his chest heaving with anger.

"Shut up, I'll say it again, a good dog doesn't block the way. Get out of my way, all of you!" Mu Xue didn't want to get entangled with them anymore; she was afraid of lowering her IQ.

"Brother Mo, Sister must be very angry to talk to you like that." Mu Jiaojiao was still worried that things weren't serious.

“Jiaojiao, you’re just too kind. She used to hit people even when she was mentally challenged, and she’s still the same now that she’s not mentally challenged anymore. You don’t need to speak up for her.” Mo Shijie comforted Mu Jiaojiao while not forgetting to belittle Mu Xue.

"Sister, quickly admit your mistake. Brother Mo won't blame you," Mu Jiaojiao said anxiously.

She thought smugly to herself, "Mu Xue, the more you make a scene, the less Brother Mo will like you, which will only highlight my understanding. You'd better beat Jiang Xirou even harder; after all, she's also delusional about her Brother Mo."

With just one glance, Mu Xue saw through Mu Jiaojiao's thoughts; what a fool she was.