His own grandfather, who was also the Second Elder, had just now been eager to stir up trouble against Mu Hanyan, and had thought that Mu Hanyan would harbor resentment towards him. Mu Cheng was secretly regretting it, but unexpectedly, Mu Hanyan acted as if nothing had happened, even including him in the distribution of the Qi Transformation Pill.
"I know you cultivate very diligently, harder than anyone else, and this Qi Transformation Pill will be most useful to you," Mu Hanyan said.
"Yes, I understand, thank you, Brother Han Yan," Mu Cheng thought of his grandfather’s earlier attitude towards Mu Hanyan and only felt a deep sense of guilt, his throat even choked up a bit.
"Alright, everyone, go back," Mu Hanyan waved his hand and turned to leave.
The others watched him leave, yet they hesitated to turn away.
"I’m thinking, did we all misunderstand Brother Han Yan before?" Mu Yuying reflected.
"I don’t know, but over these years, I’ve never admired anyone. Even Mu Hanfeng and Mu Feng didn’t impress me, but I truly admire him," Mu Ze said with emotion.
"But his past actions are really baffling, and that nickname ’Mu Siyi’ is really ugly," Mu Xitian mentioned, obviously referring to Mu Hanyan’s playboy deeds.
"Why worry about so much? After all, Fourth Miss Zhao, Yuan Tianbo, and those people are not good people. They always make trouble for us at every opportunity. They deserve their bad luck," Mu Jie said nonchalantly.
"Yes, we’re family with Brother Han Yan. Just remember that, and as for the rest, why bother thinking too much about it?" Mu Nan added.
"Right," Mu Yuying and the others nodded emphatically, their last doubts dissipated.
Who cares about whether he’s a playboy or not? As long as they remember that Mu Hanyan is their kin, a family member who would protect them in perilous times, that’s enough.
Holding the Qi Transformation Pills, they each dispersed.
"Mu Cheng," just as Mu Cheng had returned to his family estate, he heard the stern voice of the Second Elder.
"Grandfather," Mu Cheng hurriedly bowed.
"Hmm, you’ve grown bold, learning to play both sides, have you?" the Second Elder glared at Mu Cheng and scolded harshly.
"Grandfather, you’re misunderstanding me," Mu Cheng hastily said with a smile.
"Misunderstanding? Hmm!" the Second Elder snorted and continued, "Everyone can see that this time I was determined to teach Mu Hanyan a lesson. Even though it was impossible to stop him from standing out, how could you fail to see that?"
"Grandfather, actually, there’s something I should have told you earlier, but there never seemed to be the right time. If I had told you sooner, maybe today’s event wouldn’t have happened," Mu Cheng said with a pained expression.
"What is it, did Mu Hanyan threaten you? I find it strange, you two have been rivals since childhood, how could you suddenly speak for him? It must be the case. Tell me, how did he threaten you? I’ll go find Family Head Mu Rui’an right now and let him see the good son he has raised, even bullying his own family," the Second Elder, having thought too much, angrily declared, dragging Mu Cheng to go see the Family Head.
"No, no, Grandfather, you’ve completely misunderstood. What I meant to say is something else," Mu Cheng hurriedly pulled his hand back and said, "Grandfather, have you ever considered whether Mu Hanyan’s rapid improvement in strength is really just due to the Vessel Cutting Marrow Cleansing Pill? How could a useless person, after more than a decade of fruitless cultivation, achieve the Sixth-tier Swordsman level, or even higher, in just a few months, just by taking a Vessel Cutting Marrow Cleansing Pill?"
Hearing Mu Cheng’s words, the Second Elder paused slightly. Previously, the Great Elder had tried to stir up indignation by spreading rumors that Mu Hanyan’s strength improvement was solely due to Family Head Mu Rui’an secretly administering the Vessel Cutting Marrow Cleansing Pill to him. The Second Elder, taking it for granted, believed it.
But now, hearing Mu Cheng’s words, he also felt that even with the Vessel Cutting Marrow Cleansing Pill’s help, Mu Hanyan’s rapid improvement was too fast, almost inconceivable. After all, he was supposed to be a failure.
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"Some time ago, I told you I was going for a journey, but actually, I wasn’t traveling; I secretly followed Brother Han Yan to the Longyan Mountain..." Mu Cheng began to recount his observation in Longyan Mountain.
"What? You’re saying that even the Great Swordsman and other powerful masters stand no chance against him!" Hearing Mu Cheng’s words, the Second Elder was so stunned that he couldn’t recover for a long moment.
Having practiced for most of his life, he had only reached the level of the Great Swordsman, and he could only imagine how terrifying Ye Lanfeng’s strength must be.