Shang Shaoyang's face froze, his hand holding the noodle soup paused, just about to say something when the beggar woman continued, "But don't worry, sir, if I eat two bowls of your noodles, I'll surely sleep with you twice as well..."
The noodle soup splashed out, and Shang Shaoyang's hand, accustomed to wielding a sword for years, couldn't help but tremble.
Seeing the sincerity in her eyes, Shang Shaoyang quickly averted his gaze, avoiding the beggar woman's gaze.
At the neighboring table, the shopkeeper took away Xu Qing's bowl of noodles and sighed.
After finishing her meal, the beggar woman got up and earnestly said, "Please come with me, sir."
At this moment, the silent shopkeeper suddenly spoke, warning, "Sir, please don't go. This woman looks decent, and there's a pattern on her neck, clearly showing she escaped from human traffickers."
"If you go and get caught by traffickers, extorting money is minor. But if this woman has some disease on her..."