Mu Feng could only pay the money, and the group of antique dealers were satisfied and dispersed.
"Brother, why did you?"
Moo Ting, who was used to being a spoiled young lady at home, looked unhappily at her brother Mu Feng.
"Didn't I tell you not to mess around?"
Mu Feng coldly said to his sister Moo Ting, "I have long said these people can't be provoked, the rules of the Ghost Market are strict. Do you think even if we are very capable, we can take on everyone here?"
Moo Ting lowered her head, not daring to speak again.
Qin Qin and Mo Yunchen stood not far away, ready to leave.
"You... Stop!"
Moo Ting shouted at Qin Qin, Mu Feng, with an ugly expression, pulled his sister back, "What do you want to do now?"
"Brother, if it weren't for her, I wouldn't be in this state. I want to teach her a lesson!"
Just as Moo Ting finished speaking, something swift cut through the air, a stone aiming at her mouth and hitting her lips.
"Mmm... mmm..."
