Two-Faced Monster King

However, Shui Qiannan seemed to have not heard him as he brought Xiao Dai with him in the direction of the State of Yan Qi.

In a small town within the borders of the State of Yan Qi, the streets were bustling with activity. It could be seen that the country of Yan Qi was strong.

"Hee hee." Xiao Se burst into laughter and saw something strange. He quickly ran over and picked up a clay figurine that was being pinched. Curious, he shouted at Shui Qiannan, "Mother, look at this. This one looks like Xiao Se."

"Eh? Isn't that Shui Qinan from the Prime Minister's Residence of Shui? "

A surprised voice sounded like a clap of thunder among the passersby. It was so loud that it caused a thousand ripples in the street. Almost everyone on the street had gathered here.

"Hmm, that's true. To think that she would still have the face to appear. How shameless …."

"That's right, that's right. A fox spirit that seduces other men despite having a marriage contract is truly humiliating us, the State of Yan Qi."

The surrounding people pointed at Shui Qiannan and Little Right as they discussed amongst themselves. Their faces were filled with scorn and mockery, revealing their unkind faces.

"What, what are all of you talking about?" Little Right innocently looked at these unfamiliar people in front of him, his heart was full of questions. These aunties and uncles seemed to hate them? Why is that?

"Go away, don't be in front of my stall. How unlucky!" The owner of the mud man stall naturally knew the identity of Shui Qiannan and his companion. His expression immediately changed as he snatched the mud man from his right hand and yelled in anger.

"All of you, shut up!" The smile on Shui Qiannan's face slowly disappeared. At this moment, his face was expressionless, without a trace of happiness or anger. His pitch-black eyes seemed to grow more profound.

"Uncle, I want to buy a clay man." Little Right looked at his empty hand and turned to look at the stall owner, his face revealing a friendly smile.

"What bad luck!" The stall owner saw the impatience on Little Right's face and threw the clay figurine in his hand towards Little Right's head. He shouted, "Scram, don't let me see you again, you're really a bad guy!"

Shui Qiannan quickly reached out with his right hand and caught the clay figure before its face. He grabbed it in his hand and pulled it behind him.

"Doomsday star? Mother, what is a lost star? " Little Rid grabbed Shui Qiannan's sleeve in a daze and asked with a confused look on his face.

"It's nothing. I just said that you're a good child." Shui Qiannan lowered his head to look gently at Little Rex before raising his head to look at the booth owner.

The moment he lifted his head, the gentleness and gentleness on his face disappeared. His face was ice-cold and his eyes were filled with torrential rain. "Very good, very good. What a bunch of idiots who don't know how to live!"

As he spoke, the clay figure in Shui Qiannan's hand suddenly exploded, turning into dust and scattering on the tip of his slender fingers.

How could she, Shui Qiannan's precious son, be so easily insulted by these unscrupulous people?