My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker!

ailed butterfly queen, Xiaoxiao, calling for her softly by her ear.
“Master, Master.”

“Do you have news already?” Qiao Mu asked attentively.

“No, Master, those two butterflies I dispatched to scout for information, got killed…”

Because she couldn’t enter Paradise Planet right now, she could not talk to Xiaoxiao face-to-face.
Speaking of which, they were communicating through their spiritual conscious.

She had instructed Xiaoxiao to send out those two small yellow-spotted butterflies to tail Fan Qiuhe.
However, she did not imagine the other party to be so cautious.

“But I know where they died.
Does Master need to go check it out?”

“It’s very close?”

“Mhm, it’s right inside an abandoned cabin outside this small base.”

“Okay, let’s go over and take a look right now.”

Mo Lian was gazing at her quietly the entire time.
When he saw her look up at him, he smiled at her.
“What is it?”

“We’re going somewhere.”

A quarter of an hour later, Qiao Mu and Mo Lian arrived at an abandoned cabin whilst hand in hand.

After pushing open the door to go in, they saw that there was already no one there.

Mo Lian narrowed his eyes.
“There’s a remnant presence of a great spiritual cultivator.”

Afterwards, his gaze settled on a black veil used for covering the face.

On the other hand, Qiao Mu gazed quietly at the small smidgens of yellow powder on the ground.
The yellow-spotted butterflies had probably gotten pulverized by someone’s palm after being discovered.

“As expected, there is someone backing Fan Qiuhe,” Qiao Mu concluded coldly.

That person might even be a great spiritual cultivator who was so cautious that he wouldn’t even let off tiny butterflies.

As long as he determined their danger, he would exterminate them in the snap of a finger.

The sketch of a middle-aged woman with somber eyes who wrapped herself up behind a black veil was unwittingly outlined before Qiao Mu’s eyes.