After a moment of thought, Mu Hanyan furrowed her brow. In her previous life, it seemed that around this time, her father had gone into seclusion for as long as three months, having been rumored to have suffered severe injuries during a fight with someone.
Back then, Mu Hanyan, feeling neglected and estranged from her father and ridiculed by her clan, had a twisted and reclusive personality, and didn’t take the matter to heart. But now, reflecting on it, she gradually figured it out: her father must have been injured while fighting with the black-clothed assassin to protect her. Read complete version only at Novᴇl_Fire(.)net
However, at that time, she was blinded by resentment and didn’t realize it at all, even going so far as to ignore her father coldly for a long time.
It turned out that her seemingly indifferent father was also caring for her in his own silent way, protecting her just like her younger brother.
A warm current flowed into her heart, converging into a spring, intertwined with unspeakable self-blame and guilt.
Father, mother, younger brother, you sacrificed too much for me in my past life. In this life, I will not let you suffer any harm again. I will use my life to protect you, Mu Hanyan silently vowed in her heart.
After a dreamless night, Mu Hanyan got up early in the morning and stretched lazily, touched the compass in front of her chest, then a faint smile appeared on her face before she finally got out of bed. It had been a long time since she slept so peacefully and comfortably.
I’m in a good mood today.
So let’s do something to make it even better.
From Yuan Tianbo’s incident, Mu Hanyan deeply felt that happiness built on others’ suffering felt even better. Naturally, those others were people she had grievances with. Today was the day to settle a long-overdue account.
Fourth Miss Zhao, are you ready?
Mu Hanyan’s eyes narrowed slightly, a cold light flashing through them.
After breakfast, as she stepped out of the courtyard, Huayue and Zirong were already waiting at the door. Seeing Mu Hanyan come out, they followed her.
Mu Hanyan glanced at them, noticing that their temperaments had changed from yesterday. Clearly, they had been intensifying their cultivation last night, and had made significant progress. Mu Hanyan rolled her eyes internally – it’s infuriating how some people can be so blessed! Here, she was still weak, while they were already becoming top fighters.
"Today, I need your help with something. It’s somewhat dangerous. Of course, your safety comes first. If the situation turns bad, retreat immediately," Mu Hanyan said with a serious face.
"Is it something that goes against morality?" Huayue asked in a low voice.
"No," Mu Hanyan shook her head.
"Then it’s fine," Huayue responded briefly in three words, his expression unchanged.
"I think the Young Master wouldn’t ask us to do anything that crosses our bottom line," Zirong noted with a cheeky smile.
"Of course not, and never will," Mu Hanyan also smiled, her tone more serious than ever before.
Hearing Mu Hanyan’s almost oath-like words, both Huayue and Zirong felt slightly moved.
"Let’s go. Today, I want you to help me collect a debt. Maybe, to collect some interest first," a mischievous smile flashed in Mu Hanyan’s eyes.
Fourth Miss Zhao, it was rumored that she fancied Mu Cheng, and probably Mu Cheng himself was quite sure of Fourth Miss Zhao’s admiration toward him. So Mu Cheng thought that Fourth Miss Zhao was trying to help him by setting up Mu Hanyan.
But was that really the case?
(I’ll tell you all, this novel is currently in its public release period, so the number of updates won’t be many, generally two to four per day, and sometimes there might be more. Updates will increase significantly once it’s officially released.)