A group of people began to gear up.
Someone shouted at Shen He, "Old geezer, don't refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit."
"Oh—how did I not notice before, there's a little beauty behind you!"
With Zhou Si's words, the crowd finally noticed Shen Qinglan, silently standing behind the two.
Seeing them shift their attention to Shen Qinglan, Shen He and Shen Qingzhu immediately grew anxious.
Shen He said, "All the prey is yours, we'll leave now."
Upon hearing this, Shen Qingzhu was about to put down the prey in his hands, when Zhou Si leered and said, "Fine, you guys can go, but the little beauty stays."
"You all..."
Shen Qingzhu was furious, but with so many people around, he couldn't fight them, and besides being anxious, he didn't know what to do.
"The little beauty is quite calm, huh!"
Zhou Si stepped forward, glanced up and down at Shen Qinglan, and reached out to pinch Shen Qinglan's chin, only to have it slapped away by Shen Qingzhu.
"Hey—you must have a death wish!"
