On the busy street, Meng Yiran pointed at the handkerchief in Ning Rongrong’s hand and scoffed coldly:
“I say, Boss, what is the meaning of this?
I clearly saw this handkerchief first.
On what grounds are you letting her have it?”
The stall owner was perceptive.
The pendant hanging from Ning Rongrong’s belt was the symbol of a Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan disciple, and her extraordinary attire clearly indicated she was the descendant of a high-ranking sect official.
Meng Yiran was the precious pearl of the Dragon Snake family, a little tyrant in Barak City.
Who dared to offend her?
Although the saying goes that a mighty dragon doesn’t suppress a local snake, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan was a dragon so powerful that, aside from Spirit Hall, any faction on the continent would have to give way to them.
When gods fight, mortals suffer.
The owner decided to play dumb; he would collect payment once the two of them argued to a conclusion.
“Hey, hey, hey, what do you mean?
I clearly paid for it first,” Ning Rongrong hid the handkerchief behind her back, snorting coldly.
Meng Yiran crossed her arms and sneered, “This boss hasn’t taken your money yet.
So, if you don’t take the item out, are you planning to force a sale?”
“I don’t care who you are, this is the Barak Kingdom.
Anyone who violates the law will be punished.”
Ning Rongrong put her hands on her hips, “Hehe, I’m standing right here.
Let’s see if the Barak Kingdom’s enforcers dare to arrest me.”
This wasn’t Ning Rongrong using her status to bully others.
She hadn’t broken any laws.
Even if she were a commoner from the countryside, the Barak Kingdom’s enforcement squad couldn’t just arrest people, let alone the Eldest Miss of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan.
In the crowd of onlookers, Ning Tianchen finally squeezed to the front row.
Well, no need to keep searching.
Ning Rongrong was right here.
Seeing Ning Rongrong’s posture, he couldn’t help but laugh out loud.
Although he didn’t know the specifics of what happened, her puffed-up, angry look was quite adorable to him.
Ning Rongrong’s peripheral vision caught sight of the crowd, and she noticed Ning Tianchen watching the show.
At first, she was unsure, but after a second glance, she confirmed it was him.
Before she could speak, the onlookers, who enjoyed drama, shouted loudly, “I see you two are soul masters.
Why not settle this with a soul battle?”
Meng Yiran naturally didn’t object.
She smiled and said, “Little sister, don’t say I’m bullying you.
You can find anyone you like to fight in your place.”
Ning Rongrong’s face flushed red, and she said angrily, “I am an auxiliary system soul master!”
Seeing things heading in an uncontrollable direction, Ning Tianchen hurried forward.
Both girls were the precious jewels of their respective factions.
If they really started fighting, it could spark a war between the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan and the Dragon Snake family.
Many people would die.
“Rongrong, what exactly happened?”
“Brother Tianchen.” Looking deeply wronged, Ning Rongrong walked behind him and explained the situation.
She didn’t exaggerate; her account was consistent with what Meng Yiran had also acknowledged.
“Little brother, do you want to stand up for this little sister?
I just wonder if you have the strength for it,” Meng Yiran sneered lightly, her Snake Staff martial soul appearing in her hand.
Ning Tianchen had no intention of fighting her.
Leaving aside the fact that this was a busy street, Barak City was the Dragon Snake family’s territory.
Actually starting a fight here wouldn’t benefit him at all.
“Miss, since you don’t disagree with Rongrong’s account, it proves that this is exactly what happened.”
Meng Yiran nodded, “That’s right, I did see this handkerchief first.”
Ning Tianchen smiled faintly and turned to the crowd, “Everyone, when you buy something, does the item belong to you only after you pay the money?”
The onlookers agreed, “That’s right, you can only take the item away after you’ve handed over the money.”
With that statement established, Ning Tianchen turned back to Meng Yiran.
“Miss, you said it yourself, you only saw this handkerchief.
But Rongrong has already given the money to the boss.”
“Whether by the rules of trade or imperial law, this handkerchief already belongs to Rongrong.
Could your actions be interpreted as trying to snatch it by force?”
Meng Yiran was currently fuming.
Lacking Ning Tianchen’s calm mind, she angrily retorted, “But the boss didn’t accept her money!”
Ning Tianchen countered, “But the boss didn’t say he wouldn’t sell it, and he hasn’t returned the money.
Therefore, the transaction has been completed, and this handkerchief is Rongrong’s.”
“Slow hands get nothing, got it?”
Listening to his sophistry, Ning Rongrong suddenly felt empowered and looked at Meng Yiran with her head held high.
Ning Tianchen had already seized the moral high ground, and the crowd agreed with his reasoning.
Even if Meng Yiran was unwilling, she had to swallow her anger.
Finally, unable to endure the pointing and whispering of the bystanders, she snorted coldly and fled the scene.
Ning Tianchen cupped his hands to the crowd, “Everyone, the show’s over.”
“Brother Tianchen is so amazing.
That smelly b*tch was no match for you at all,” Ning Rongrong grabbed his arm, giggling.
Actually, she didn’t particularly like the handkerchief; she just couldn’t stand the other girl’s arrogant attitude.
Meng Yiran did see the handkerchief first, but to haggle over the price, she deliberately picked flaws in it with the owner.
Ning Rongrong stepping in was partly to stand up for the stall owner.
“You did well, but you’re not allowed to do this next time,” Ning Tianchen said helplessly.
Ning Rongrong didn’t care.
Seeing his arrival, especially at such a crucial moment to bail her out, she was beyond thrilled.
“Brother Tianchen, Rongrong thought you wouldn’t come.
You made me worry for so long.”
Ning Tianchen ignored her complaints and hurriedly asked, “Rongrong, do you have all your luggage on you?”
Ning Rongrong, unaware of the gravity of the situation, smiled playfully.
“Daddy told me since I was little that in unfamiliar places, if things can fit in a soul tool, you must never leave them in your hotel room.” She patted the soul tool ring on her hand, looking quite proud.
Ning Tianchen asked in return, “Do you know the reason why Uncle Ning said that?”
Ning Rongrong was confused.
Ning Tianchen explained, “Keeping everything on you makes it convenient to evacuate at any time.
Otherwise, you’d have to go back to pack, delaying your escape.”
“What does that have to do with us?”
“Rongrong, do you really not know her identity?
She is the Eldest Miss of the Dragon Snake family.
We just ‘humiliated’ her in front of so many people.
Tell me, won’t she go back to her family and find someone to teach us a lesson?”
Ning Rongrong was unbothered.
“So what if it’s the Dragon Snake family?
Are they a match for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan?”
Ning Tianchen reminded her, “Don’t forget, we snuck out.
There are no sect disciples following us.
If we get killed, who in the sect would know they did it?”
Ning Rongrong finally realized the severity of the problem and immediately pulled Ning Tianchen, running towards the outside of the city.