Trafford's Trading Club

But since Nagato Saburo had returned… does that mean the storyline has officially begun?

After hearing the location of Nagato House from Bamboo, Mo Xiaofei said, “I’m tired today, let’s stop here.”

He intended for Bamboo to leave herself, then sneak away under the cover of night to visit Nagato House, then meet the shrine’s witch up the mountain in the morning.

Unexpectedly, Bamboo’s shoulder trembled slightly, biting her lip as if making a resolute decision, she slowly turned around but didn’t leave.

The girl suddenly undid her belt, and her clothes slipped off her shoulders.

Despite her rough clothes and ordinary facial skin, under her clothes, her skin was as white as snow, around fourteen or fifteen years old, inciting the passions of a young man…

Mo Xiaofei found himself reacting normally to this sudden scene, his breathing instinctively heavier.

However, his spiritual power was far beyond ordinary, with a sincere heart praised by even his boss and the true dragon of China, restoring his calm quickly.

Mo Xiaofei turned his head, guessing some reasons behind Bamboo’s behavior, recalling some strange expressions from Xizhilang during dinner, thinking this honest guy might have misunderstood his request to stay the night. “Leave, I don’t need this.” Mo Xiaofei shook his head, “If a girl doesn’t cherish herself, no one will cherish her either.

Tell your father I don’t have that intention, I just want to rest for the night, so he shouldn’t overthink.”

As Mo Xiaofei gained more knowledge, though no longer extreme like before, where he privately punished evildoers, he helped in many heroic deeds in secret.

If not for an unknown ‘Firefighter Man’ roaming the city’s shadows, preventing many crimes, Officer Ma, the designated sharpshooter, wouldn’t be so idle, praising the peaceful world, playing Minesweeper all day in his office.

It seems Xizhilang didn’t just misunderstand…

He probably thought of Mo Xiaofei as a wandering samurai with aspirations.

If he settled down with Bamboo and with his abilities, he might gain a fief, become a valued retainer for an aristocratic family better than Nagato House…

This could lead to a happy life for his family. “Ah…”

Upon hearing this, the bamboo pole suddenly turned its head, the girl’s face had long been flushed from this action, but now it became terrified due to Mo Xiaofei’s determination, and she hurriedly became very flustered, “Kojiro-sama, do you think the bamboo pole… the bamboo pole is not qualified to serve you?” “No, I have someone I like.” Mo Xiaofei shook his head, his stance very firm, “Let’s pretend tonight never happened.”

Unexpectedly, the bamboo pole seemed unable to hear such rejection, her face turned pale, and she suddenly did something that Mo Xiaofei couldn’t react to… ignoring how disheveled her clothes were after being undone, she actually threw herself directly into Mo Xiaofei’s arms. “Hey, hey!” Mo Xiaofei was suddenly shocked.

He thought of using telekinesis to push her away, but then realized that the bamboo pole’s delicate body couldn’t withstand such an impact, so he hurriedly stood up, broke free from the bamboo pole’s hands, turned around, and said sternly, “If you don’t leave, I’ll leave tonight!” “Kojiro-sama…” The bamboo pole, however, with a sobbing tone, pressed her body against Mo Xiaofei’s back, embracing him, and mournfully said, “Can you please favor the bamboo pole for one night…

The bamboo pole, the bamboo pole doesn’t want… doesn’t want to die.”

Mo Xiaofei was stunned… what was going on now?

But at this time, Mo Xiaofei frowned, unable to worry about asking about the bamboo pole’s situation, he just whispered, “Sorry, please sleep for a while… mental collision!”

With a thought, the bamboo pole’s entire body suddenly went limp – this mental collision was one of the abilities he developed through his training with Long Xiruo.

He picked up the cup, closed his eyes, quickly covered the bamboo pole’s body, and without caring for anything here, picked up the katana, and quickly left…

In these ancient villages, besides the starlight and moonlight, there was no public lighting equipment at all.

But even without a lantern in hand, by wrapping his eyes with telekinesis, Mo Xiaofei could still see everything with crystal clarity… … …