Mall Interior.
Today, the mall was unusually crowded, with people bustling everywhere, and the cacophony of noises filled the air.
As soon as Su Muwan stepped through the mall's entrance, she immediately sensed an abnormal atmosphere.
"Su Muwan is here!"
Huh?
"Hello, Miss Su!"
Uh-huh?
"Oh my! It's Miss Su Muwan!!"
Uh-uh-uh?!
Su Muwan blinked, sensing that nine out of ten things were not right.
She glanced at Qin Luo, who was smiling beside her, and after a moment of hesitation, she leaned closer and pointed at the enthusiastic onlookers in the mall, whispering, "Qin Luo, when did I become so popular?"
"Did you promote me on TikTok or something?"
As she spoke, excitement sparkled in Su Muwan's eyes.
Things are turning around! Indeed, things are turning around!
I, too, have fans now!
Hearing this, Qin Luo glanced at the packed mall.
Every passerby had a smile of enthusiasm and surprise on their faces.
Leaving aside whether Su Muwan was actually popular or not, these people clearly weren’t ordinary mall-goers.
They seemed to be cheering and celebrating Su Muwan's presence on the surface, but their eyes darted around, observing their peers and scanning the surroundings for any movement.
Secondly, although their clothing was ordinary, the sleeves and trouser legs had slight, barely noticeable bulges—clear signs of concealed weapons.
Just a bit more deduction.
Qin Luo looked around, glancing upward toward the upper floors.
His eyes met several pairs of eyes, which quickly averted themselves.
Alright then.
Qin Luo smiled but said nothing.
Hmm... They’re all assassins.
Today’s mall... real passersby probably make up less than ten percent.
Thinking this, Qin Luo smiled at Su Muwan and said, "Your popularity has always been high, Miss Su."
"In every sense of the word."
Su Muwan was elated. Satisfied, she nodded her head and her lips curled into a smile as she said, "That’s right!"
Then, she waved her hand towards the surrounding crowd, pretending to be approachable as she smiled and said, "Hello, everyone. Hello!"
Clap-clap-clap!!
Applause erupted.
"Miss Su Muwan!"
"Long live Miss Su!"
Cheers burst forth.
"Heh-heh!"
Su Muwan, feeling proud, happily dragged Qin Luo off to go shopping.
Zhu Lan wiped away a tear, lamenting how difficult it must have been for the young lady, finally transitioning from her former state of being reviled by all.
Clearly, following Su Muwan was the right choice!
At that moment.
A couple stood at the mall entrance, puzzled as they watched the enthusiastic crowd.
The man scratched his cheek, muttering in confusion, "Uh... When did Su Muwan become so popular?"
The woman beside him also swallowed hard, saying, "Could it be that Su Muwan hired a crowd to boost the atmosphere?"
Just then.
A man in a suit approached them, his attitude cold and dismissive as he waved his hand at the couple, saying, "Get lost. The mall isn't open to the public today."
"What's with your attitude? And what about Su Muwan who just went in?"
"A walking five hundred billion."
"...?"
....
....
Time passed.
Qin Luo accompanied Su Muwan as they shopped their way through the entire mall.
As Su Muwan put it, this mall today had the highest number of people she had ever seen in her life.
"Ugh, I'm exhausted," Su Muwan said, letting out a languid sigh as the shopping spree ended.
The two found a seat at a coffee shop inside the mall, choosing a spot by the window.
As soon as she sat down, Su Muwan let out a contented murmur, glancing at the crowded coffee shop before turning to Qin Luo across from her, saying contentedly, "Did you see that, Qin Luo?"
"As soon as I walked in, a spot opened up just like that."
"Isn’t it a coincidence?"
Qin Luo blinked. No surprises there—the entire coffee shop was probably here to claim the five hundred billion bounty on Su Muwan's head.
But for now, it was probably best not to disrupt Su Muwan's good mood. He smiled and said, "No wonder it's Miss Su."
"Hmph!"
Su Muwan pouted her lips.
Just then.
"Hello, may I take your order?"
A waiter approached, smiling, holding a tablet, which he placed on the table.
"Let me see."
Su Muwan casually picked up the tablet, flipping through the menu, and after a moment of thought, she said, "This, this, and this."
She pointed to a few pastries and handed the tablet back to the waiter.
The waiter nodded, "Just those?"
Su Muwan shook her head, her gaze fixed on him as she said, "Everything except those, double portions."
"...?"
The waiter's eye twitched, but he gripped the tablet tightly and proceeded to the kitchen.
While the surrounding crowd naturally turned their gazes away.
Arriving in the kitchen.
There were no real kitchen staff here, only a group of sinister, murderous professional assassins, clearly not ordinary employees.
The waiter’s demeanor immediately changed as he became unusually serious, stating, "The target has been confirmed—it’s her."
A woman beside him, twirling a dagger in her hand, leaned against the wall, her expression disdainful as she looked at the waiter, saying, "When did the Blood Covenant ever like cooperating with other organizations?"
The waiter pondered briefly before replying, "The situation is special. The bounty from the mysterious employer is so enormous that even the leader couldn’t resist it."
"Or rather, killing someone already marked for death and earning five hundred billion—it’s a tempting deal."
The woman twirling the dagger smirked, her gaze sharpening as she licked her lips, saying, "Alright then. I won’t compete with you for the order to slap that handsome guy."
"Heh, it’s a good business—a slap for a hundred million."
"Yeah, I wonder what that handsome guy did to the mysterious employer, to the point where slapping him is preferred over killing him."
The dozen or so professional assassins had never seen such a high-value assassination order before.
"Alright, let’s begin the operation."
"Sure, I happen to know how to make mousse cake. Let me add a little extra something to their desserts."
"Okay."
Outside.
Su Muwan, her head lowered, tapped away on her phone, completely relaxed, as if she hadn’t noticed anything unusual.
Qin Luo, on the other hand, sat smiling at Su Muwan.
Miss Su Muwan is so adorable.
Through the window.
More and more people passed by.
Qin Luo really wanted to ask, “Guys, can you be a bit more professional? Although my Miss Su Muwan is worth five hundred billion, could you not keep blatantly staring over here every time you pass by?"
While thinking, Qin Luo noticed Shen Fei, who seemed slightly tense.
It appeared that Zhu Lan and Shen Fei, along with their entourage, were waiting outside the mall.
The two stood observing the bustling mall, casually chatting.
Shen Fei, hands clasped behind his back, glanced at Zhu Lan before quickly looking away, saying, "Sister Lan, it’s really lively today."
"Yes."
Zhu Lan nodded.
"Sister Lan, I got a movie ticket, how about watching it together this weekend?"
Upon hearing this, Zhu Lan turned to look at Shen Fei, looked at him for a while, then looked away again, saying, "Sure."
As the other underlings joked and teased, Zhu Lan and Shen Fei stood guard, watching the bustling mall.
Meanwhile, the professional assassins watched the entourage as well as Qin Luo and Su Muwan inside the mall.
Who says life has too few spectators? Qin Luo thought...
Well, there they were.
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