Chapter 519 - Poisoned into Mutes (1/2)

Qin Xuan abruptly recovered his wits, and his gaze subsequently burned in rage as he swiftly chased after her.

It didn’t even take a second for him to block Qiao Mu’s way again.

“What, you want to run after hitting someone else? How is such a convenient thing possible?” He was so enraged that his heart and liver were aching. Where did this little country girl come from, having no manners to speak of!

She actually dared to immediately engage in an all-out fighting performance when she didn’t like what she heard, getting physical and slapping his face? How outrageous!

“Young Master, Young Master!!” The orioles and swallows all ran over in one go and pointed fingers at Qiao Mu, yammering all at once while cursing at her angrily.

“Noisy!” Qiao Mu turned around and scattered a large handful of medicinal powder at the flock of orioles and swallows.

The world instantly quieted down, while the women clutched at their throats in horror. They only felt that their throats were burning in searing pain after inhaling that poison powder, completely unable to speak.

Witnessing this, Qin Xuan narrowed his eyes at Qiao Mu.

As the eldest young master of an elixirs patrician family, he was naturally well-versed in pharmacology. He could tell with a glance that the little fellow’s handful of poison powder was of high quality, and its effects were also very prominent.

From just that handful, he reckoned that the women’s throats wouldn’t be able to recover nor would they be able to speak for three days.

“You little fellow are quite intriguing!” Eldest Young Master Qin did not get angry and rather laughed out loud. His eyes sweeping over her face flippantly. “How about this, I’ll request Second Brother to hand you over to me? You’ll stay by my side in the future.”

The flock of orioles and swallows beside the eldest young master all glowered with horrific and queer expressions, but as none of them could speak, they could only glare frigidly at Qiao Mu with tears in their eyes.

Qiao Mu’s gaze didn’t waver in the slightest, tranquil and without a ripple, like a well that had dried up for a thousand years. She gazed at him coldly before turning around to head towards Crane Garden.

Qin Xuan’s brows involuntarily creased.

The little lady really didn’t have a good temper. Besides, her pair of eyes nursed an apathy, which truly didn’t corroborate with her age, that told others that she had seen the vicissitudes of life.