Chapter 350 The Dying Man (6)_1
Mo Heng’s lips curled slightly.
Pei Qin shot him a disdainful glance and walked away.
Feng Wei returned from outside and, seeing the smile still lingering on his lips, his eyes flickered, "Young Master!" he whispered urgently into his ear, "Will the Young Master see them or not?"
Mo Heng’s expression suddenly turned cold as he put away the manuscript of the dictionary of characters, and said in a frosty voice, "Since they’ve come, let’s meet them."
Feng Wei was somewhat worried. The Young Master had been cold to everyone before, but now toward Pei Qin, there was a change... However, the Young Master’s eyes would soon heal, and then they would leave this place! He agreed, and when the night fell completely, he brought two handsome and imposing men into the workshop.
When Pei Qin set up her stall in the market the next day, she saw those two men and shot dagger glances at them. Weren’t they afraid of assassins? Yet here they were, swaggering around the market having a meal.
Lu Hai also cautiously stepped forward, silently on guard.
When the two men saw Pei Qin, they didn’t avoid her but instead came over to buy sesame-flavored baked pancakes and fried sweet potato balls, asking Pei Qin for recommendations on local delicacies and specialties of Taiping Town.
Pei Qin, with her eyelids drooped, pretended to be deaf as she baked the pancakes and served them.
The two men exchanged glances; this Pei Qin was somewhat out of the ordinary.