Let's just drift through life together in this quick transmigration story.

Chapter 589 Space Pirates (27)

Mo Hua did not follow Yuwen Yanran and the others. Instead, he mingled among the visitors, searching everywhere for Ouyang Qian.

He even asked the stall owner if they had anyone named Ouyang Qian.

Although Changxin doesn't have any mechs now, they have set up a stall to sell the gadgets and parts they made before. Although the usability is not high, they are cheap and can be taken back as souvenirs.

There are a few interested people around the stall now. The most popular items for sale are sunflowers made from recycled materials and some singing grass.

As for spare parts, the rich kids have been learning these things since they were young, so there's no need for them to buy these inferior products; they'd just end up piling them up on the side anyway.

Mo Hua took out a bottle of nutrient solution and placed it on the stall. "I'm not buying anything. I want to ask you a question."

Chang Xin's eyes lit up when he saw the nutrient solution. "Sir, what do you want to ask? I will answer whatever I know."

Mo Hua: "Are you a native or an exile? Do you know a woman named Ouyang Qian?"

Chang Xin shook his head and returned the nutrient solution. "Sir, I've never heard of this name before."

On Albuquerque, people generally don't know each other by name, and some don't even know each other. If it weren't for the city lord and Lord Che, they would still be a disorganized mess.

Mo Hua turned on his personal terminal, which displayed a photo of a woman. "Take another look and see if you recognize this person?"

The woman in the photo had eyes full of resentment, and her face was crisscrossed with scars. Yet, the baby's cries could be stopped at night, and the uninjured areas had fair skin and a curvaceous figure.

If she hadn't been disfigured, she could be considered a natural beauty.

Chang Xin had no time to appreciate the woman's figure; his attention was entirely on her face. If her eyes were a little more indifferent, a little more mocking, her gaze a little more crooked, her skin a little darker, her figure a little more rounded, and her clothes a little more tattered, then she would look more and more familiar. Wouldn't she be a ready-made city lord?

The city lord is indeed a big shot from another planet; even though he's been exiled, people still come looking for him.

Seeing that Chang Xin remained silent, Mo Hua pressed on, "Do you know this woman?"

Chang Xin shook his head, "I don't know him." The city lord himself hasn't revealed his identity, wouldn't it be suicide for him to tell him?

Mo Hua was a little disappointed, but nodded and said, "Alright, if you see that woman, tell her to come to me and say that Crown Prince Mo Hua is looking for her."

"Yes, sir, is there anything you need to buy?"

Mo Hua looked at the handicrafts on the stall, finding them crude and uninteresting, and refused, saying, "I won't buy them! You can have the nutrient solution for free."

Chang Xin stuffed the nutrient solution into his pocket. "Thank you, sir."

Mo Hua didn't say anything more and went to other stalls to continue searching for Ouyang Qian.

Seeing that Mo Hua wouldn't give up, Chang Xin beckoned a young helper over, "Come here."

After the child came over, Chang Xin whispered a few words in his ear and then sent the child away.

The matter of someone looking for the city lord at the market should be reported as soon as possible so that the city lord can come up with a solution.

Yuwen Yanran's provocations weren't over yet. Xiong Bufan, sitting in the main seat, tried to make a move several times, but was stopped by Che Ziqin each time.

The consequences of the Crown Princess's injury on Albuquerque are something they cannot afford.

A moment of patience brings peace. Che Ziqin began to reflect on whether he had offended Yuwen Yanran, but after thinking for a long time, he still couldn't figure it out.

Yuwen Yanran: "City Lord, this tea is really terrible; I'm afraid it will upset my stomach."

The accompanying second-generation rich kid chimed in, "Yeah, the taste is weird too." After saying that, he blatantly poured out the tea-flavored nutrient solution.

Although it's an inexpensive tea-flavored nutrient solution, it's the best Che Ziqin could offer.

Che Ziqin finally realized that Yuwen Yanran had come to cause trouble, and asked, "General Yuwen, please tell me your demands."

Yuwen Yanran smiled slightly, "Can you send me the person I want?"

Che Ziqin was unsure of what to do. Did he have to hand over his people so soon after acquiring Alberk? That would be a truly pathetic job as city lord.

Seeing Che Ziqin hesitate, Yuwen Yanran said in an unfriendly tone, "Are you going to give it to me or not?"

Xiong Bufan didn't understand what Che Ziqin was thinking, so he said, "As long as you pay enough money, I can bring anyone to you, no matter who they are."

Just as Che Ziqin was about to speak up to stop her, Yuwen Yanran spoke up, "Lord City Lord, you are so generous, I want Ouyang Qian."

Xiong Bufan was stunned when he heard the name, then realized that Ouyang Qian was the original owner of the body. "How much money are you going to give me?" Xiong Bufan's tone was clearly unfriendly when he said this. She was spoiled by this old woman.

Yuwen Yanran curled her lips and said, "One hundred star coins." She was deliberately trying to humiliate Ouyang Qian.

Xiong Bufan had never seen such a cheap offer before. He grabbed the table next to him and threw it over, saying, "I'm just being generous to you."

No one in the hall expected Xiong Bufan to suddenly attack. By the time they tried to stop him, it was too late. The table flew straight to Yuwen Yanran, then bounced off and landed on the ground.

People in interstellar space generally wear protective suits, and royalty have quantum shields that can block all harm.

Xiong Bufan was taken aback, not expecting to make a mistake. He then apologized profusely, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. I should have just cleaved you in two with my sword."

This time, Yuwen Yanran did not listen to Xiong Bufan's excuses. This city lord of the trash planet dared to attack her; he was simply overestimating himself. Yuwen Yanran drew a whip from her waist and lashed it out.

Yuwen Yanran is not only a female general who pilots mechs to fight against the Zerg on the battlefield, but also a martial artist who practices martial arts in her spare time.

Xiong Bufan doesn't have a quantum shield; if he gets hit, he'll either die or lose half his life.

Che Ziqin stood in front of Xiong Bufan, who took out his sword to block him and pushed Che Ziqin aside, saying, "Don't get in my way."

Che Ziqin didn't believe Xiong Bufan could defeat Yuwen Yanran, and stopped them, saying, "Don't fight, don't fight, don't ruin the harmony."

Xiong Bufan, wielding his sword, charged out of the city lord's mansion, shouting, "Let's go to the arena!"

"Just hit us."

As they ran, Xiong Bufan's mask arrived, and Yuwen Yanran finally saw Xiong Bufan's face clearly. She never expected that the city lord was Ouyang Qian, that traitor.

With both old and new grudges combined, Yuwen Yanran disregarded everything else and only wanted to kill Ouyang Qian, shouting, "Traitor, don't run away!"

Xiong Bufan was now standing in the middle of the arena. "You're the traitor! I've been wronged! You blind and heartless old woman!"

Yuwen Yanran, cracking her whip, also stepped onto the arena. "Wait until I defeat you, then let's see if you'll still be so stubborn."

Xiong Bufan: "Make your move."

Yuwen Yanran was surprised that Ouyang Qian had changed so much in just a few days. She snorted coldly and attacked her with her whip.