Mu Hanyan was merely pondering casually, and she did not expect Star Illusion Thousand Machine to be so anxious, which made her even more curious. Thinking back, he had never shown such behavior before. At this moment, Star Illusion Thousand Machine no longer felt like a cold Divine Artifact, but a living being, with blood, flesh, and emotions.
"Rest assured, I promise not to kill her," Mu Hanyan comforted.
Ye Yanran walked to the wall, climbed up with her hands and feet, then flipped over and fell down. Mu Hanyan heard a dull thump and her cry of pain "Ouch."
Mu Hanyan felt the same as before, Ye Yanran indeed possessed no cultivation at this time.
Although the Barrier Technique had not completely disappeared, most remaining techniques had fatal flaws. Mu Hanyan guessed that the flaw with her Nihility Barrier was probably the temporary loss of all cultivation.
Otherwise, Ye Yanran, quiet and elusive like a ghost, along with her Deep Sleep Domain, would be too heaven-defying, as even a novice Swordsman could assassinate a Sword Master-level expert.
Right after Ye Yanran had left, hurried footsteps came.
Her punch had made quite a noise, stirring everyone in the inn; many people rushed over to see what was happening.
"Sir, what happened just now?" The shopkeeper asked Mu Hanyan apprehensively upon seeing the human-shaped hole in the wall, having inhaled sharply.
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"It was nothing, just a brazen thief who has been chased away by me," Mu Hanyan said.
Seeing the blood left on the ground, nobody doubted her words.
"Have this repaired tomorrow, charge it to my account, and we’ll settle it all together in the morning," Mu Hanyan pointed to the damaged wall and instructed the shopkeeper.
"Sir, you ensured the safety of my inn. I should be thanking you instead; how could I possibly charge you?" Upon hearing about the thief, the shopkeeper’s face changed with fright. He was relieved that Mu Hanyan had driven the thief away and that no other guests had been robbed. He was too grateful to even think about charging her.
"If I tell you to charge it then charge it, why all the fuss? Or is it that you look down on me?" Mu Hanyan glared at him.
She had seen the decline of Cangshan City herself; the inn’s business surely wasn’t flourishing. It relied on Zhengying Academy’s trials, held every few years, to make some earnings. This inn’s location was rather isolated, making the business even worse compared to others, and it was quite possible it couldn’t open for three years and whether it could survive for three years upon opening was uncertain.
Ye Yanran had come because of her, and she did not want to treat the shopkeeper unfairly. This was Mu Hanyan’s steadfast conviction, no matter what she went through, even if it was heart-wrenchingly painful, she would never forget her original intentions.
"That’s very kind of you, Sir. That room is no longer usable, but if you don’t mind, please consider staying in mine. I’ll have my wife and child move out immediately," the shopkeeper said, moved.
"Forget it, since it’ll be daylight soon, let’s just make do," Mu Hanyan waved her hand and went back to her room without saying another word.
She had noticed yesterday when she arrived that the shopkeeper had his child late in life, and the child was just a year or two old. It was a cold autumn night; how could she bear allowing a small child to be cold?
Behind her, the shopkeeper, already moved to tears, deeply bowed towards Mu Hanyan’s retreating figure before leaving.