Chapter 8 - Disdain (1/2)

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Everyone from the Heavenly Dao Sect looked at her, dumbfounded. They had probably never seen a child asking for reward money not only so frankly but also this unwilling to even exert the effort to speak to them.

Seeing Senior Brother Ji’s lack of response as he foolishly stood in place, Qiao Mu first glanced at him, her eyes full of disdain, before pus.h.i.+ng her hand in front of him again and beckoning him a few more times!

“Pft!” Crown Prince Lian laughed genuinely, his features turning up from his humor.

The servants of Heavenly Dao Sect all dumbfoundedly placed down the magnet.i.tes they were organizing and blankly looked at the child who guided them here.

The child’s face had already moved on from its earlier disdain to the present super disdain. Her enraged almond eyes were wide open, as if she was looking at an absolutely irreconcilable enemy, as she glared at Senior Brother Ji.

“You bandits! Don’t tell me you don’t have any money!”

“Don’t tell me the great Heavenly Dao Sect can’t even scrounge up some guidance fee!” Crown Prince Lian once again understood the little girl’s gaze in a second and generously translated it.

The corner of Senior Brother Ji’s mouth twitched as he rigidly reached into the cloth folding in front of his chest and dug out a small silver bag, tossing it onto Qiao Mu’s open hand. “Take it!”

The child rudely opened the silver bag in front of him and sifted through it. There were 10-20 taels of silver pieces in the bag—a considerate fortune in the small mountain village.

However, the child appeared to be dissatisfied with the silver bag and threw it back to Senior Brother Ji’s face. On her stoic face, the overflowing disdain from her eyes was nearly tangibly flooding out.

Her gaze toward the members of the Heavenly Dao Sect truly caused its recipients’ minds to froth with nervousness.

Crown Prince Lian chuckled again and translated, “Are you shooing a beggar! Too little!”