His True Colors Chapter 2039

 Hearing these words, Han Qianqian climbed up from the bed on his butt, dressed and hurriedly opened the door.


        At the door, Shiyue and Qiushui's small faces were scarlet, and when they saw Han Qianqian, they knelt down slightly, "Greetings, allied master!"


        It was over, it was over.


        Han Qianqian had a headache, people had come to his door, what could he do!


        "Don't be polite, get up, what brings you here? Is it to retrieve the Divine Face Pearl?" Han Qianqian smiled awkwardly and said.


        "Today, the Palace Master took all of us disciples up to the city to purchase some things in preparation for our departure tomorrow, and when we passed by here, the Palace Master was afraid that Madam would have some questions about the Divine Face Pearl, so he specially asked us to come and wait for your dispatch." Shi Yan said sincerely.


        "Haha." Han Qianqian was so embarrassed that he was speechless, and could only cover up his weakness with a loud laugh, "How could someone as smart as me have any doubts? Don't worry, there's nothing wrong."


        The two simple girls, Shiyue and Qiushui, certainly didn't doubt Han Qianqian's words and nodded reassuringly.


        "Right, Shiyue, Qiushui, you guys should have a good relationship with Ning Yue, right?" Han Qianqian asked.


        "En, the Palace Master is both our master and like sisters to us." Qiushui nodded.


        "Alliance Master, why are you asking this?" Shih said curiously.


        "I thought it was a nice gift for your Palace Master to lend us the Divine Face Pearl for the time being, so I wanted to give her a gift in return." Just as Han Qianqian was making up a reason, Su Yingxia walked out.


        "Madam." The two women shouted out respectfully.


        Han Qianqian threw a grateful look at Su Yingxia, who gave him a helpless white glance.


        "Anyway, today is the Winter Snow Festival, and Qinglong City's market is also wide open today, so why don't we go shopping together? If there's anything suitable, buy it then." Su Yingxia said.


        Han Qianqian hurriedly nodded, he was obviously trying to compensate for Ning Yue by asking this.


        "Yes." Qiushui and Shiyu nodded obediently.


        "Then let's set off." Han Qianqian smiled and got up to go back to the house to retrieve his mask. As soon as he put it on, he had only taken two steps when the two women's expressions were somewhat embarrassed, and as Han Qianqian's heart was faint, he couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong?"


        Shiyue and Qiushui looked at each other, embarrassed.


        "League Master, do you really want to go out with the mask?" Poetic Language muttered in a small voice.


        "What's wrong with that?" Han Qianqian didn't think so, and then, taking Su Yingxia's hand, he headed out, Shiyue and Qiushui had no choice but to follow behind.


        When they left the restaurant, the outside was already bustling with activity.


        The street was full of stalls, with crowds of people in the middle of the stalls, and all kinds of colourful strips, flower cloths and lanterns hanging around the street, looking full of festive joy.


        Han Qianqian first took Su Yingxia shopping for a while, and although Shiyue and Qiushui only followed in silence, Han Qianqian would always buy them a little bit of whatever they bought.


        Although most of them were just accessories or particularly ordinary pills, Han Qianqian's practice made Shiyue and Qiushui very happy, after all, by doing so, Han Qianqian would make them feel more like friends of the couple rather than mere servants.


        However, in the course of his shopping, Han Qianqian also discovered a strange fact.


        That was that he had already met several masked Jianghu people on the street.


        What's wrong? He had become famous overnight?


        At noon, a few people casually ordered some food outside. Ever since Ginseng Wa met Qin Shou, he basically never returned to Han Qianqian's place, sticking to Qin Shou at all times, and after hearing about the buzz outside Qinglong City early this morning, Qin Shouqian took Nian'er and that follower to see the float tour, so Han Qianqian and a few others didn't have to return to the restaurant at noon.


        As for Fu Li, Fu Mang went to Baguio Palace early this morning to train and integrate the newcomers to the alliance, so naturally Fu Li, as Fu Mang's foreign beast, also went along.


        After having lunch, Han Qianqian dragged Su Yingxia to the auction house in Qinglong City. To compensate for Ning Yue, what was sold outside would definitely not work, Han Qianqian was shopping outside more because he wanted to keep Su Yingxia company. It was only natural that the compensation needed to be made by buying something expensive at a place like the auction house, and it was good that there were branches in most of the major cities in the Eight Directions World.


        When he saw Han Qianqian wearing a mask, the welcoming guest in front of the auction house instantly had a flash of disdain in his eyes, as he had received more than a dozen guests with masks since the auction house opened at noon.


        It was obvious that many of them were faking it here, and since Green Dragon City was so close to where it happened anyway, it was a good idea to pretend.


        "Here comes another fucking pretender." As he watched Han Qianqian come over, the welcome guest muttered in dissatisfaction.


        Still, when Han Qianqian arrived, he faked a smile respectfully, "Good afternoon, distinguished guest, may I ask, do you have an entrance ticket?"


        Han Qianqian smiled, nodded, and then took out the black card.


        Upon seeing the black card, the welcoming guest's eyes instantly turned green, "A black card?!"


        The status of the black card in the auction house, every employee of the auction house that was very clear, it was to them, in some sense, more respectful than to their own parents.


        "Is there a problem?"


        "No, no, please come in." The welcome guest finished and hurriedly led Han Qianqian towards the VIP section of the house.


        "No need, we can just sit casually." As he neared the entrance to the VIP area, Han Qianqian realised what the welcome guest had in mind, and he just wanted to keep a low profile.


        But just then, a teasing whistle sounded from behind him.