Chapter 254: Chapter 254

From the moment Qian Qi sent He Qizhi flying into the sky, Nangong Yan had already noticed her.

Although she quickly flashed in front of He Qizhi, with the strength she displayed so far, it was impossible for her to throw him that high up. Follow current novels on novel_fіre.net

Including when Qian Qi claimed she was a Spiritual Awakened and gave He Qizhi a couple of slaps from a distance, Nangong Yan didn’t believe her spiritual power was the one at play.

Though unclear what exactly was aiding her, her ruthlessness and counterattack against He Qizhi, the bold declaration that no one could control her fate, and her keen awareness like a stray cat sensing danger when facing him, piqued his interest intensely.

He stared unblinkingly at her, his eyes, a mix between black and deep red, resembling a whirlpool that drew people in to explore.

He smiled and asked, "And you?"

"I’m Chen Tong, nice to meet you, handsome."

Qian Qi subtly betrayed her enemy, then looked down at the struggling He Qizhi and slapped him again, "Did I say you could move?"

"Chen, He Qizhi is after all the heir of the He Family. Let him go for now." Nangong Yan lightly adjusted the golden glasses on his nose, his thin lips curled into a smile, "I assure you he won’t trouble you again."

Qian Qi raised her hand thoughtfully. She didn’t dare leave directly; Nangong Yan exuded an extremely dangerous aura, and she feared he might sense her investigation about him. Not wanting to reveal she knew anything about him, she acted indifferent.

So she pulled the two daggers out of He Qizhi’s palm, wiped the blood on the blades with his yellow sweater, and said generously, "Alright, since you asked, I won’t hit him."

"Thank you." Nangong Yan thanked her politely, then gracefully crouched and took out a package of hemostatic medicine from his suit pocket.

Qian Qi glanced at it. It looked familiar, "Oh, you guys use magic potions as well?"

Nangong Yan’s deep eyes glanced over Qian Qi’s face, his eyebrows raised slightly, "You guys?"

Qian Qi’s face lit up with a brilliant smile, completely flawless in her expression, "In this world, the only people with the surname Nangong who could be here must be from that Seven Great Families’ Nangong Family, right?"

She pointed to Sikong Wang, who looked a bit uneasy, and Su Ang, who was staring at her and Nangong Yan without blinking, and casually said, "They use them too."

Nangong Yan gave a half-smiling glance at Sikong Wang and Su Ang, then slowly retracted his gaze and explained, "Magic potions are very useful; the Seven Great Families have all ordered quite a few blood-stopping magic potions from the Magic Plant Research Institute."

"The magic potions from the Magic Plant Research Institute lack some effectiveness." Qian Qi covered her lips and quietly marketed, "I have a few packages of ridiculously strong magic potions here. They can heal a wound in a second, and even leave no scars. Only 300,000 per package!"

Nangong Yan’s fingers paused slightly as he held the magic potion package, then glanced at Qian Qi meaningfully, "...That price isn’t cheap."

"Hey! You don’t have to pay!" Qian Qi pointed to He Qizhi, lying next to them and moaning in pain, "Let him buy."

Nangong Yan looked down at He Qizhi, then opened his thin lips and agreed, "Very well."

He Qizhi willingly purchased the magic potions at 300,000 per package and watched as Qian Qi expertly unlocked his Light Brain. To accommodate his bruised face that couldn’t use facial recognition for payment, she kindly asked for his payment password and then charged him 900,000.

"He..." Qian Qi pocketed the money and pressed her ugly face against his forehead, saying affectionately, "Remember my name now?"

"..." He Qizhi tightly shut his eyes, unsure if he didn’t want to or didn’t dare to look at her face again.

"Speak!" Qian Qi knocked her head hard against his.

"Ooohhh..." He Qizhi sobbed in pain, "You’re Chen Tong..."

"Hmm~" Qian Qi nodded contentedly and threw three packages of magic powder to Nangong Yan, "Apply this for him, guaranteed to work."

Nangong Yan glanced at He Qizhi.

He Qizhi curled into a ball like he was mourning a loss, picked up the magic powder himself, and stammered, "I’ll apply it myself, I’ll apply it myself."

Seeing He Qizhi so afraid of Nangong Yan, Qian Qi felt increasingly cautious of him, and was preparing to leave quickly when her arm was gently held by the other party.

Her body paused slightly, then she turned her head and squinted with a smile, "Handsome, anything else?"

"Your face." Nangong Yan took a white, clean handkerchief from the black suit pocket at his left side, held it between his long fingers, and handed it to her with a smile, "Wipe it off, it’s dirty with blood."

Qian Qi wiped her face, remembering He Qizhi’s blood smeared on her earlier. She really wanted to refuse Nangong Yan’s handkerchief, as she didn’t want to interact with someone so dangerous, but...

Apparently, on the internet, personal items of Nangong Yan’s could sell for as much as 30 million!!!

Qian Qi stared greedily at Nangong Yan’s handkerchief, struggling internally for a moment.

System: [...Qian Qi, are you really thinking of selling his handkerchief?]

"How could I! Am I such a morally bankrupt person?" Qian Qi wore a look of righteousness, then reached out and took Nangong Yan’s handkerchief.

System: [...Heh, woman, heh, Qian Qi.]

"I don’t need to wash it and return it to you, do I?" Qian Qi confirmed hopefully.

"If you’re looking for an excuse to see me again, of course..." Nangong Yan smiled, but before he could finish, Qian Qi exclaimed happily, "Great, then I won’t return it, thank you, kind person!"

With that, she clutched the handkerchief and hurried over to Su Ang and Sikong Wang.

Watching Qian Qi leave in such a hurry, Nangong Yan’s peach-shaped eyes behind the golden glasses flashed a subtle wicked gleam.

A good person, huh...

He lowered his head and glanced at He Qizhi, playing dead on the ground, with a faint hint of a cold smile at the corner of his mouth.

Once he indeed was a good person, but...

What’s more important than surviving?

These dirty people would eventually be crushed under his feet, paying the price for once doing whatever they pleased before him.

"Qi Qi..." Seeing Qian Qi returning, Sikong Wang breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at Nangong cautiously, and whispered, "Are you alright? Never have contact with that person again; he’s very dangerous."

Qian Qi pulled out a bottle of mineral water from her travel bag, squatted and frugally poured some on her hand, rubbing the blood stains off her face, then looked up and asked, "How dangerous?"

Sikong Wang hesitated, "He... is the youngest son of the Nangong Family."

Qian Qi couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow; she knew this already. The Nangong Family was unique as the only Family with two heirs, and Nangong Yan had an older brother named Nangong Xu.

And that Nangong Xu...

How to put it, he was indeed popular once, considered the second strongest Family heir after Su Ang, but from some point, his aura dissipated and he vanished from sight. Instead, this youngest son Nangong Yan rose suddenly, becoming a favored figure among people due to his outstanding looks and considerable abilities.

Hence, a handkerchief wouldn’t be worth 30 million otherwise, hehe hehe, hehe hehe...

Qian Qi looked at a white handkerchief on her travel bag with a blood-red embroidered "宴" at one corner, and couldn’t help but show a silly smile.

Sikong Wang worriedly asked, "Qi Qi, you’re not falling for Nangong Yan, are you?!"

Not even willing to use his private handkerchief to wipe her face?!