240: Chapter 240 Guidance

After leaving the Security Bureau, Tushan Qing walked ahead with great enthusiasm, while Xing Yaoyan followed unhurriedly, looking completely uninterested.

"Wow! Look, it's the Saintess of the Demon Race, Young Miss Xing Yan! She's actually out shopping!"

"But... the man beside her doesn't seem to be Qian Mo... Could it be..."

"What are you thinking? Can't you see Young Miss Xing Yan looks unhappy? She clearly looks like she's being forced to do this. Besides, that man has such strong Demonic Qi on him; maybe he's Young Miss Xing Yan's family..."

"But don't you guys feel like this guy looks so awesome..."

"Yeah, like Daniel Wu."

"Why do I feel like he looks like my Brother Kun..."

Everyone quickly recognized Xing Yaoyan; after all, her face had long since become famous throughout the streets and alleys. However, Tushan Qing's fame was actually even greater than hers, yet people simply didn't recognize him.

Tushan Qing had used some means.

When everyone saw his face, the image that appeared in their minds was the one they considered the most handsome. They would only think he was unfairly handsome, but they wouldn't associate him with Tushan Qing.

Xing Yaoyan looked up at the man lightly fanning himself with a folding fan in front of her, feeling a bit of disdain in her heart.

Because of the analytical ability of the Power Of Will, she naturally knew Tushan Qing's methods very quickly. This was an extended usage of "Hidden Edge"; it was originally only able to change the form of power, but now it was being used by him to hide his appearance.

I have to say, it's quite useful, but your use of this trick is a bit too tasteless...

Not far from the Security Bureau was a bustling commercial street. Although it was a workday, it was still crowded with people, a lively scene.

"Xing Yan, quickly tell me which shop's milk tea is good."

Tushan Qing was rubbing his chin, looking at the row of milk tea shops in front of him, his eyes shining with curiosity.

"I don't know either, they each have their own pros..."

Xing Yaoyan was somewhat absent-minded.

She knew that with Tushan Qing involved, her wanting to find Qian Mo was complete wishful thinking, and besides, so much time had passed, the car carrying Qian Mo should have long since gone far away...

She also knew that she couldn't provide him with any help now, and worrying was just worrying in vain; it wouldn't have any effect... But she was just worried, she just couldn't calm down...

If I hadn't separated from him at that time, if I could have come out earlier, if I could have left a Swap mark on him beforehand...

After the worry accumulated to a certain point, it turned into deep regret.

Xing Yaoyan scratched her hair in distress. Under the intense stimulation of her emotions, that desire to destroy everything quietly surged into her heart again. The red light in her eyes gradually condensed...

Humans are all too evil... If anything happens to Qian Mo... They all deserve to die... They all deserve to die...

"Bang!"

"Hmm, sounds like a good head."

The pain on her head pulled Xing Yaoyan out of that terrifying state.

Although in that state, her body's vigilance had already automatically reached the maximum, Tushan Qing's speed was really too fast, so fast that her body simply couldn't react in time.

"Life and death are determined by fate; do not disturb Karma. This is a tribulation in his life, he should bear it himself. Besides..."

Tushan Qing looked at the White-haired girl in front of him who was lowering her head and covering her head, a trace of imperceptible complex light flashed across his eyes filled with smiles.

"If this brat cannot even handle this, then how is he qualified to be your husband?"

"This... I..."

Hearing this, Xing Yaoyan's face instantly turned as red as a ripe apple. Although he said these last few sentences using Voice Transmission, it still made her, who was already thin-skinned, somewhat flustered.

"What husband, Your Majesty... This Young Miss just inexplicably developed feelings for him, I was just planning to play around and then dump him... It's not like I actually like him..."

"Really?"

Tushan Qing pulled down his sunglasses a little, smiling as he looked at the blushing girl in front of him, deliberately drawing out his tone.

"Rea..."

Xing Yaoyan couldn't continue.

She didn't want to go against her own heart...

"Hahaha... Don't say that, I really do want you to be my foster daughter... Hey, does that 'Dad' you called me when we first met still count?"

"No, Your Majesty, aren't you a king? Shouldn't you be thinking about national affairs? Why do you always want to be someone's dad now..."

Xing Yaoyan was a bit bristled. This Tushan Qing looked like a gentle and elegant handsome man, but she didn't expect the words he said in private to be so explosive, without any demeanor of a ruler of a country.

Fine... Her filter of Tushan Qing as a powerhouse was now completely shattered...

"Hahaha... Look at you, getting impatient again. I was just joking, how could I really take you as my foster daughter..."

Of course, I wouldn't dare either...

Tushan Qing said this sentence in his heart.

"How about it, do you feel better now? Can you take me shopping now?"

"It's a bit better... Thanks, Your Majesty..."

"Oh my, I'm basically traveling incognito right now, this 'Your Majesty' is too conspicuous. How about this, you can just call me Qing from now on, and as for my identity... just your friend from the Yao Race..."

Tushan Qing waved his hand and said casually.

Just at this moment, a girl suddenly walked up to the two of them, and she took out her phone somewhat shyly.

"Um... handsome, can I get your Spirit Chat?"

"But miss, I'm a Yao, aren't you afraid?"

Looking at Tushan Qing's face from a close distance, the girl felt her heartbeat skip a beat, and the blush on her face became even more obvious.

"I'm not afraid, not all Yao are bad. Like Young Miss Xing Yan, and Ying Linglong and the others, they are all good Yao. You must be Young Miss Xing Yan's friend from the Yao Race..."

Xing Yaoyan looked at the girl's infatuated expression and shook her head speechlessly, thinking to herself: Miss, is it really not because looks are justice...

"Although you have a good eye, beautiful lady, but... allow me to refuse!" Tushan Qing rested his forehead with one hand, making a melancholic pose, "Because..."

"Mhm, I know, handsome, you must already be married, but the woman had to be separated from you due to various factors. You must be waiting for her now, right... Sorry, I disturbed you! You two must stay together forever!"

Watching the girl wipe away tears and run into the distance with a moved expression, both Xing Yaoyan and Tushan Qing were stunned.

"I just wanted to say it's because I didn't bring my phone... Where did she imagine all that stuff from..."

"I don't know..."

"Right, I just saw a cup of milk tea that looked quite tasty, go buy it for me quickly, I don't have any money."

"Aren't you a king, why do you have no money?"

"Didn't I say I didn't bring my phone..."

Xing Yaoyan: ...!