Young Minister Zhang's expressionless face hadn't shown a single smile all along, making him look as if Lord Qiaoqiao owed him 180,000.
Crown Prince Mo chuckled, curling his lips, and reached out to grasp one of her small paws. "Qiaoqiao, actually, your expression... well, it's not much better than his."
Isn't it just one poker face meeting another poker face? And they're already looking down on each other?
Lord Qiaoqiao rolled her eyes at him. "You just had to go the extra mile and send Hui Feng to help him."
"We should have let Cao Juetou go. He'd catch the source of disaster in one go, and his reputation would soar throughout Dragon Flame City."
Crown Prince Mo was a little dumbfounded.
How much did Qiaoqiao admire Cao Juetou from the Jingzhao Fu?
"Alright, alright, next time there's a good thing, I'll definitely let Cao Juetou handle it," Crown Prince Mo raised his hand and patted the little girl's head, then looked at the stream of people carrying dishes and quickly entering.
The young staff of Cai Die Xuan came in with beaming smiles to deliver the food, skillfully placed the dishes, and then asked if the two had any other needs before smoothly retreating.
Everyone at Cai Die Xuan was joyful and delighted. Whenever their little Crown Princess visited, a generous tip was guaranteed.
When Zhang Enjie came in, he saw the little Crown Princess placing a piece of winter bamboo shoot onto the plate in front of the Crown Prince with her chopsticks.
"Greetings, Your Royal Highness the Crown Prince, and Crown Princess."
The little Crown Princess raised her eyes, sized him up, and said, "I just saw your newly designed menu. It's quite good."
The menu not only had clear prices but also beautifully drawn pictures of each dish, making them look appealing in color, aroma, and taste.
Any customer who saw it would be unable to resist the temptation of such delicious food.
"Thank you for the Crown Princess's praise," Zhang Enjie's mood was somewhat strangely complex; he couldn't quite pinpoint what he felt.
It seemed a little proud, and also a bit satisfied and smug. Inexplicably, just being praised by the little Crown Princess made him feel like he was floating.
As they spoke, "thump-thump-thump" footsteps echoed from outside the private room.
As a group of people passed their private room door, they inadvertently glanced inside.
Suddenly, a female voice sharply exclaimed, "Big sister, it's her? She's back? Didn't you say she might have died in that secret realm?"
Mu Ruanxuan's face was slightly pale, her gaze fixed on Qiao Mu, a hint of unwillingness and disbelief in her eyes.
Yes, shouldn't she have died in that secret realm?
But now, she had returned completely unharmed.
Mu Ruanxuan, as if possessed, stared at Qiao Mu in a daze, exclaiming in surprise, "You, you're not dead? You're actually not dead?"
Mo Lian felt a trace of displeasure upon hearing these words and glared coldly. "Throw her out."
Tong's figure instantly appeared in front of Mu Ruanxuan, and without a word, he reached out and grabbed her neck.
In that instant, a flicker of anger crossed Mu Ruanxuan's pale face. Her body tensed up, and she raised a fist, striking directly at Tong's palm.
Bang! After a muffled sound, Tong's expression immediately changed slightly, and his feet retreated several steps backward.
Crown Prince Mo suddenly rose and floated behind him, placing one hand against his back to stop him from flying further backward.
With his other hand, he swiftly conjured a dark lotus seal and threw it, directly aiming for Mu Ruanxuan's face.
The latter was greatly startled, her pupils slightly constricting.