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Qin Yu casually fooled around a bit and shook off the people following her.
Of course, the so-called fooling wasn't about leading them the wrong way but rather cutting down a few sword strikes to dismember them.
Seeing that several people died, some of the pursuing spies were terrified, scrambling to retreat to avoid getting killed.
After shaking them off and transforming, Qin Yu had already turned back into that young beautiful woman as she returned to the inn.
It was also dusk at this time.
Taking off her coat, Qin Yu smelled the steaming hotpot, Jiaojiao was setting the table, running back and forth with soft flesh on the belly bouncing together with the apron, and the pendant on the tiger hat swayed.
"Oh, you're back, it's almost ready."
