The people of the Mu Family seemed to be somewhat obsessive; Mu Nan was , Mu Ye was too, and she herself seemed to be the same. This obsessiveness was sometimes a good thing, sometimes it became a problem.
But regardless, Mu Cheng was completely enchanted by Fourth Miss Zhao, to the point of losing his mind. Whatever she said, he would not believe it; even if she forcefully made him sever ties with Fourth Miss Zhao, he feared he would not be content in his heart, and it might even turn into his personal torment.
Forget it, let’s just find an opportunity for him to see the true face of Fourth Miss Zhao; only then will he completely give up. The worst-case scenario would be to keep a closer watch on him, to prevent him from sinking deep into the mire like in his previous life, only to have a sudden realization at the very last moment, and thus endure a lifetime of scorn from his own people.
As the two of them were talking, they saw over ten figures swiftly approaching from the distance. As they got closer, they recognized that it was Mu Ziqing and others.
"Eh, those few people are missing?" Mu Ziqing and the others saw only Mu Hanyan and Mu Cheng, but did not see Qu Shanhai and the rest, which surprised them all.
Mu Hanyan was just as surprised. Under Ye Lanfeng’s single sword strike, Qu Shanhai had turned into powder; not seeing him was expected, but seeing him would have been strange. However, what about Zong Dingfang and He Songhua? They were nowhere to be seen.
"They ran away. I saw them sneaking off when I arrived," Mu Cheng said.
"Fled?" Mu Ziqing and the others looked at Mu Hanyan in disbelief, unable to believe that he had the power to make several Great Swordsmen flee in panic.
"You all might not know, but Brother Han Yan had recently taken a peerless master as his Master, and it was he who took action just now. With a single sword strike, he killed the strongest old man, not leaving even dust behind. The other two smeared oil on their feet and ran," Mu Cheng said excitedly.
"Hanyan, is what he says true?" Mu Ziqing asked Mu Hanyan in astonishment.
"Hmm," Mu Hanyan nodded. Although she had inadvertently been taken advantage of and acquired an extra Master, at the very least, it could explain why her skills had improved so rapidly. It wouldn’t be bad to flaunt this connection a bit. New ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄhapters are published on N0v3l.Fiɾe.net
"So that’s how it is, that’s how it is. Congratulations, to have such a fortuitous opportunity," Mu Ziqing said with emotion. Mu Cheng’s explanation was unclear, but to be able to vaporize a Great Swordsman with a single sword strike, it was not hard to imagine the strength of that peerless master. As a fellow disciple of the Mu Family, he still felt gratified about Mu Hanyan’s good fortune.
"Fourth Uncle, why have you returned?" Mu Hanyan, not wishing to dwell on this matter, changed the topic.
"Even Mu Cheng has come back; how could we not return?" Mu Yuying said.
"Yes, Brother Hanyan, you willingly risked your own life for our safety. Even Mu Cheng, who would not live alone, risked his life to come back to rescue us. Are we worth less than he is?" Mu Ze also added.
Mu Hanyan had previously given him an elixir without holding grudges, and in a moment of crisis, he let them escape first, even willing to risk his own life for it. The more he thought about it, the more uneasy he felt, and the more ashamed he became. Seeing Mu Cheng turn around, however, had ignited his spirit. He abandoned his usual cautiousness, thinking twice before acting, and followed him back without hesitation.
However, this had changed their positions in the eyes of their brothers and female cousin, restoring their former respect for him. This made Mu Ze realize why their attitude towards Mu Hanyan was so deeply felt.
Understanding this, they admired Mu Hanyan even more.
"That’s right, even Mu Cheng, who comprehends familial righteousness, knew what to do. Are we worse than he is?" Mu Xitian and others also agreed.