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Chapter 4642: 5.0394 Curious

The Little Crown Princess stared at her, cold as ice.

"I've always been curious, how exactly did you know about the Myriad-Year Merfolk Pearl?"

"Heh," Mu Qingya sneered, "How do you think I knew? Of course, your foolish mother told me herself."

"Heh, my mother is indeed quite naive. But compared to you, what do you have to compare with her? You're just mud trampled underfoot, dirty and stinking. Ten thousand of you aren't worth a single hair on my mother's head. How dare you mock her? It's truly laughable."

"You shut up, shut up, shut up!!" Mu Qingya's eyes were bloodshot as she glared at her furiously. "You shut—"

Slap! Qiao Mu unceremoniously slapped her across the face from a distance, successfully stifling her crazed shriek.

"I think you should shut up first," Qiao Mu slowly took a step back, scrutinizing her. "I don't know why others want to join Heaven's Will, but your goal must be very clear."

"You, an ordinary person, want to rise up, don't you? But it seems you've chosen the wrong direction. A rotten organization like Heaven's Will will eventually be swallowed by the tide of history."

"Of course, you and Heaven's Will are essentially very similar. You're both dirty things peeking at the human world from hidden corners, both only fit to be trampled into the ground, never to be reborn."

"What do you know??" Mu Qingya's expression twisted to the extreme, as if her nerves were somewhat disoriented from being provoked. She screamed, "How can privileged people like you, born with extraordinary talent, understand the hardships of ordinary people living in this world?"

"Oh, come on, you'd better get this straight. Ordinary people account for eight or nine out of ten of the population on the Three Continents. According to you, those ordinary people can't even survive?" An Wushuang pursed her lips, bored. "You don't know how many ordinary soldiers there are on the battlefield, do you? Are they not living? Ordinary soldiers also have their reason for existence, okay?"

Mu Qingya's lips trembled, and she sneered, "What do you people understand? I, Mu Qingya, used to be an administrative vice-president's senior special assistant."

"Why should I become an ordinary person as soon as I come here?"

"Your broken world, heh, it glorifies martial might. You're all a bunch of uncultured barbarians. Can you listen to what others say? When anything happens, don't you ultimately just use force to solve the problem?"

An Wushuang looked back at Qiao Mu in confusion. "What did she say?" What administration, what special assistant? I don't think I understood!

Qiao Mu shook her head, indicating she didn't quite understand either. However, Little Nitian's voice came from the doorway, "Hi, what year did you come over?"

The Little Stoic and Duan Yue exchanged glances, then both turned to look at Her Excellency Qin Nitian.

"Hello, hello, I didn't expect to see a fellow countryman here!" Her Excellency Qin Nitian ran forward with a smile, extending her small hand.

The Little Crown Princess quickly ran over and dragged her to her side. "Aunt-Master, what are you doing?"

Mu Qingya stared at Her Excellency Qin Nitian in astonishment for a long moment before asking her in English, "You're also a transmigrator?"

Little Nitian nodded repeatedly, looking at her with a smile. "Oh, if I'd known it would be this exciting, I should have brought Xuan Huang along to see it too."

"Hey, hey, what was that thing you were talking about? Little Treasure, be good."