The girls at the Drunken Red House were even more convinced that Mu Shuangshuang was here to rescue them as she refused any money.
Some of them even wanted to kneel and thank Mu Shuangshuang.
With Mu Xiaxia in her arms, Mu Shuangshuang couldn't help them up, so she said, "Don't do this, you don't need to kneel to me, nor to anyone else!
My purpose here is not for you, but for the girl in my arms! Now that my purpose is achieved, this matter should end.
However, there's one thing: whether you've seen her face or not, from now on, you must forget what she looks like. Even if you meet her, pretend you've never seen her before, okay?"
Although Mu Xiaxia hadn't lost her innocence, she had spent two days in the brothel.
In ancient times, reputation was valued above all. If this were to get out, it would be difficult for Xiaxia to marry in the future!
Though there might be men who don't care about reputation, Mu Shuangshuang couldn't guarantee how many.
