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Chapter 4109: 4.1709 Force of Habit

I have a feeling that once the little stoic girl goes to the Sacred Jiawei Fighting Arena, that's when the real disaster will begin.

Those ill-intentioned people in Sacred Jiawei are probably in for a world of pain.

The little stoic girl expressionlessly raised her hand and waved again, her delicate brows furrowing involuntarily. Her steps unconsciously slowed down a bit.

The people walking at the front of the group also paused their steps.

Young Master Qin, seeing this, chuckled as he fanned himself and leaned closer to Qiao Mu, asking, "What's wrong, Qiaoqiao?"

The little girl sniffed, confirming that the fragrant breeze wasn't coming from him.

Qin Xuan, seeing her reaction, also quickly raised his sleeve and sniffed himself.

Clean, refreshing, and crisp, no other strange scents!

"Not smelly," he declared self-righteously.

Yun Piaomiao couldn't help but twitch his brows and eyes. Just as he was about to speak, he saw a team turn the street corner, making jingling sounds.

Whisps of fragrant air emanated from that team.

There were all sorts of scents—rich, fresh, fragrant, opulent—as if all the world's perfumes had blended and solidified within this team. For a moment, the little stoic girl's expression became as solemn as if facing a great enemy.

Young Master Qin naturally smelled it too and quickly leaned closer to the little stoic girl, exclaiming, "Wow, Qiaoqiao, are these scents poisonous? I feel dizzy. Am I poisoned?"

Qiao Mu expressionlessly slapped his paw away and flicked some powder around herself, instantly dispersing much of the various strange scents coming from the opposite side.

This time, Young Master Qin wasn't pretending. These mixed incense powders were indeed a very potent poison.

Long-term exposure to such an environment, smelling these scents, was never good for people.

Meng Meiyou's expression changed drastically.

Also with a drastically changed expression was Young Master Qin Wu, standing next to young Qin Jiu.

He recognized Meng Meiyou at first glance; she was the disgusting woman he encountered back in Fengmu Forest when his limbs were crippled.

Young Master Wu didn't even realize that he had actually shifted his steps, silently moving closer to Qiaoqiao.

Young Master Qin Er, however, noticed and gave him a faint side glance.

Here, Qiao Mu scattered some medicinal powder, dispelling the chaotic smells, then looked at Meng Meiyou's team with a look of disgust.

Meng Meiyou's group consisted of about thirty-plus women, each with graceful and alluring figures, dressed very revealingly.

In broad daylight, with exposed arms and legs, a strong, seductive aura wafted over.

Before Meng Meiyou could speak, a woman beside her, with dark green eyeliner and a very seductive and exquisite appearance, looked at Crown Prince Mo and the Qin family young masters with shining eyes.

"Wow, so many handsome men!"

Crown Prince Mo and Young Master Qin made the same move almost simultaneously, stepping in unison behind Lord Qiaoqiao.

The same formula, the same scent. Young Master Qin couldn't help but turn to look at Crown Prince Mo, inexplicably reminded of their time on Sky Space Star.

Who knows when this habit formed, but whenever they encountered women they didn't want to deal with, they would habitually hide behind Lord Qiaoqiao...

And every time, Lord Qiaoqiao would not disappoint them.

Young Master Qin couldn't help but cover his face.

He saw the little stoic girl already stepping forward, again extending two fingers, and in the eerie silent moment, made a gesture of transmitting sight.