Not to mention these Ancient Miao People, who were merely a bit martial.
“W-We were just here to ambush you. We didn’t capture anyone else.”
The leading Ancient Miao Person hurriedly explained, but Chen Qing had no intention of reasoning with them right now.
If they couldn’t give her the answer she wanted, then they would only die.
Chen Qing placed her hand on the head of the one who had just spoken, a cruel ferocity flashing in her eyes.
Just as the surroundings were about to be dyed red, another terrified Ancient Miao Person quickly spoke up.
“I-I know. She might have been taken back to the village by Xiao Meng that kid.”
“Yeah, Xiao Meng that kid likes to fool around usually. She probably called us to deal with you while she went after the weaker-looking one.”
“Indeed, it was also Xiao Meng who notified the Clan Leader.”
These Ancient Miao People might not fully understand Chen Qing’s ruthlessness, but they knew Miao Meng very well—she had grown up right under their noses.
The bone-chilling killing intent in Chen Qing’s eyes made them feel the threat of death.
They spilled everything they knew.
Upon hearing that the Traitorous Shizun might have simply been taken away by someone, Chen Qing circulated her Internal Energy and temporarily calmed herself down.
“Take me back to your village!”
“This…”
Chen Qing’s demand instantly made these Ancient Miao People hesitate.
The Miao Village’s seclusion was an ancestral rule. If they casually brought an outsider back, they would be punished by the Clan Leader.
As for why Miao Meng had dared to bring Su Mu back, it was because she planned to turn Pretty Sister into her wife.
Once she was her own wife, of course she wouldn’t be an outsider.
However, seeing Chen Qing’s scarlet eyes, these worldly-wise Ancient Miao People didn’t hesitate any longer and obediently became guides.
Meanwhile, Su Mu had no idea that Chen Qing had nearly gone on a rampage because of her.
She had peacefully finished dinner at Miao Meng’s house and was now sitting in the garden, gazing at the mountains stretching one after another, a trace of worry in her heart.
If she couldn’t return to that Detestable Villain’s side within a month, the Scamming System would send her back.
For her, this wasn’t just simple deportation. She was already gone from Blue Star—going back would mean descending to hell to face the King of Hell.
This place seemed completely cut off from the world. If the Scamming System didn’t have that one-month limit, she really would have liked to live peacefully here for a while.
But if she wanted to leave, that isolation became a huge drawback.
There were no carriages; she’d have to go purely on foot. Not to mention, the woods here connected one after another. If she plunged in, she was guaranteed to get lost.
Then, even if she luckily escaped a fierce beast’s jaws, she’d just end up delivering herself right back to it as takeout.
Miao Meng, seeing Su Mu’s depressed expression, grew anxious inside.
Pretty Sister had seemed quite happy during dinner earlier—why was she unhappy now?
Unable to figure it out and filled with worry, Miao Meng even turned to the giant panda Ah Meng for advice.
“Ah Meng, what do you think is wrong with Pretty Sister? Did I do something to upset her? She’s so unhappy.”
Ah Meng looked at Miao Meng in confusion. If its owner asked where the bamboo shoots were tastier or which stream’s water was sweeter, it would unhesitatingly lead her there.
But it was still just an inexperienced little panda itself. Asking it for emotional advice was too much.
Seeing Ah Meng’s puzzled gaze, Miao Meng realized how foolish her question had been.
Ah Meng was just a panda—how could it possibly understand these things?
But she did know someone who did.
Mom definitely knew how to cheer up Pretty Sister at a time like this. After all, Mom often talked about such things.
She just hadn’t paid much attention before.
But now was the time for her to learn from Mom.
Miao Meng scurried off happily to find her mom in the room. Ah Meng, not understanding what its owner was doing, could only follow along.
In the kitchen, Miao Qing was tidying up the dishes from earlier.
Miao Meng rushed in breathlessly. Seeing her expression, Miao Qing already knew what she wanted to ask.
“What’s wrong? Is Pretty Sister unhappy?”
“Mm.”
Seeing her mom ask just like that, Miao Meng instantly perked up. Mom really did know what to do.
Looking at her daughter’s silly expression, Miao Qing felt a bit helpless.
“At a time like this, you need to take the initiative. Don’t be shy—go hug Pretty Sister. If she gets embarrassed, you’ve won.”
“This… this simple?”
Miao Meng had thought her mom would impart some powerful secret technique, but it turned out to be so straightforward.
“Your dad chased your mom just like that back in the day. Just try it and see.”
A sly glint not befitting her age flashed in Miao Qing’s mature, charming eyes.
“Then… I’ll give it a try.”
Though Miao Meng doubted if this approach would work, Mom was the one who understood these things and was willing to teach her.
Watching Miao Meng’s retreating figure, Miao Qing let out a sigh.
In truth, her main reason for encouraging her daughter to take the initiative was to test Pretty Sister’s attitude.
If she truly only saw Xiao Meng as a little sister, then no matter how hard Xiao Meng tried, she’d be stuck as a sister for life.
Miao Qing set down the bowl in her hands and quietly followed behind.
Buoyed by her mom’s encouragement, Miao Meng nervously walked up to Su Mu’s side.
“What’s wrong? Want to sit together?”
Seeing Miao Meng stand there stunned for a long time without speaking, Su Mu patted the spot next to her on purpose.
“Mm, mm!”
Seeing Pretty Sister proactively invite her to sit beside her, excitement flashed in Miao Meng’s eyes.
With a beauty like Miao Qing as her mother, Miao Meng’s own looks were naturally no slouch.
Unlike the domineering and forceful aura on Chen Qing, Miao Meng was more like a cute, sunny girl next door.
A pair of delicate and adorable big eyes stared nervously at Su Mu. Her long, fair legs were hidden beneath a long skirt adorned with silver ornaments, her features cute and refined, her skin fair and porcelain-smooth.
Su Mu and Miao Meng sat side by side. But regarding this “progress,” Miao Qing, hiding in the back, secretly shook her head.
If Xiao Meng had taken the initiative to say she wanted to sit next to her, the victory progress bar could have advanced.
But since the other party suggested it, not only did the progress bar not move forward—it even slid backward.
After all, letting Xiao Meng just sit down like that meant she already saw Xiao Meng as a little sister or a simple friend.
This was far from good news for Xiao Meng.
Unaware that her mom was hiding behind her, quietly analyzing her romantic progress…
Miao Meng nervously pressed her legs together, her gaze drifting a bit.
“Is Pretty Sister unhappy?”
It was that obvious? Su Mu awkwardly touched her face, thinking she’d hidden it pretty well.
“No, but Xiao Meng, let me ask you—when you brought me back, did you see any other Pretty Sisters nearby?”
Hearing Su Mu say this, Miao Meng immediately thought of Chen Qing, who had been by Su Mu’s side before.
