Some were asking when the young great master was going to come again to sell talismans, while others were inquiring whether this young sir beside her was a spiritual weapon engineer and if he could forge a weapon for them, etc.
The babble gave Qiao Mu a big headache.
Zou Huan, who finally squeezed his way to the two of them, shouted anxiously, "Great, Great Master! D-Does what we talked about earlier, about me learning from you, still, still count? This humble one is w-willing to follow the great master! I-I just hope for pointers from the great master!"
"Do you still have companions in that woman's private compound? We'll go rescue them in a bit." Qiao Mu waved her hand at him. "You go out first. I'll go find you later!"
The two of them were stuck in the middle of the crowd.
Mo Lian hastily shielded her in his arms against the surging crowd.
"Great Master, Great Master, when will you come to sell storage talismans again!"
