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Trumpet Creeper! Trumpet Creeper for sale!
The world's best music entertainer, Zhang Xiaohua.
Your favorite Trumpet Creeper.
Sir, do you want some flowers?
No, get out of my way.
I'll take them all.
The best and only one in the world, Zhang Xiaohua.
She's the hottest.
Stop.
Who is it?
I cast my gaze toward the moon.
You're from Naihe Fastness?
What do you want?
Robbery.
You must be joking.
We are transporting ordinary goods.
We're not an armed escort.
Leave the things here. And you...
can go.
Since you know the truth,
we'll have to make your mouth shut.
Help me!
You heartless!
Oh no.
Let's go back.
Xiao Hua! -Xiao Hua!
Xiao Hua! -Xiao Hua!
Is she crying
because she was touched by her own performance?
Tell me about it.
It's been five years.
Five years!
I finally got
the secret order.
Tomorrow at 9 a.m.
at Laifu Inn, sabotage the trade
and assassinate the traitor of Yinyao,
Yan Ruyu.
Hello, anyone?
Coming. Please come in.
Just you? Where are the others?
They are out for other errands.
If you need anything, just tell me.
Alright.
Please follow me and go upstairs.
Come on.
This way, please.
I'll help Madam to tidy up her bed.
No need.
Then,
do you need any drinks or food?
No, we don't drink.
We don't eat.
Then I'll go in and help you
to open the window and get some air.
We can do it ourselves.
Looks like I'll have to get rid of him first.
Your guests are upstairs.
He just ordered this.
Put it here.
What are you doing?
Sorry, sir.
The plate slipped out of my hand.
It slipped?
Walk away smoothly.
Sure. Sure. Will do.
It's not just the plate that slipped.
You almost slipped too.
Sorry, sir.
Get lost.
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