Mu Feng fell silent. As a fellow Mu Family disciple, he could not just stand by and watch someone die, but Qu Fengting’s words left him speechless.
"Indeed, you cannot let one bad apple spoil the whole barrel. Saving him might just bring in a black sheep who could endanger everyone’s life. We absolutely cannot let him in." The young swordsman who had initially felt some sympathy for Mu Hanyan all gasped and spoke in unison after hearing Qu Fengting’s words.
There was nothing they could do, Big Playboy Mu’s reputation was indeed too notorious, and they simply couldn’t trust fighting alongside such a person.
"Forget it, let’s go," said Mu Hanyan, shaking her head.
Some things she knew for herself, and she didn’t care about these people’s opinions. With her capabilities, she didn’t need their protection. Just as she had told Mu Cheng, as a swordsman who wanted to go further, ultimately, one had to rely on oneself.
Mu Cheng also looked disappointedly at those people and followed.
The Wu and Qu families had been adversaries for centuries, and this time they joined the trial with the same purpose. Of course, he wouldn’t stay, not wanting the fate of the Wu family’s ancestors to fall upon him.
"Mu Cheng, wait," Mu Feng called out, unable to bear it in his heart.
"Brother Qu, Mu Cheng is a junior from my Second Elder’s household, and Mu Hanyan’s deeds have nothing to do with him. How about letting him in?" Mu Feng pleaded with Qu Fengting.
"If that’s the case, as long as he swears to reform and have nothing to do with Mu Hanyan ever again, I will let him in," Qu Fengting considered and then spoke to Wu Qiuyun, "You as well."
When he spoke, Qu Fengting had an air of bossiness and pride, feeling very smug: A mere son of a small town’s City Lord dares to outshine me, the Young Master of the Qu family. Now he’ll know what happens when he offends me!
"Ptui!" Mu Cheng turned around and spat without hesitation. Damn it, spit on you, you scoundrel!
Having personally experienced yesterday’s events in the tavern, how could he not guess Qu Fengting’s true intentions? Wasn’t it just to use Mu Hanyan’s playboy notoriety to elevate his own virtuous reputation, to make Mu Hanyan be deserted by all, thus highlighting that the Young Master of the Qu family was the chosen one?
With such petty-mindedness, how could the Qu family ever let him become the Young Master? Mu Cheng not only despised Qu Fengting but also despised the entire Qu family standing behind him.
Even setting aside the mysterious expert behind Mu Hanyan, just for Qu Fengting’s despicable actions alone, he would never join forces with him.
Wu Qiuyun looked at Mu Cheng and gave him a thumbs up.
A few spittle stars, carried by the mountain wind, landed on Qu Fengting’s face. Qu Fengting’s smile froze, suddenly turning ferocious, as if he had been slapped in the face in public.
"You’re courting death!" Qu Fengting cursed and reached for his sword hilt.
"Brother Qu, please do not act rashly," Mu Feng quickly shouted.
The others were also shocked, having seen Qu Fengting’s strength before. A Tenth Rank Great Swordsman, definitely not someone a minor figure like Mu Cheng could contend with. Had the guy eaten the gall of a Bear Star Leopard? Not giving face was one thing, but to dare spit on him, wasn’t that seeking death?
Feeling the anger and murderous intent from Qu Fengting behind her, Mu Hanyan suddenly turned and looked at Qu Fengting.
Her expression was so calm, yet her gaze was cold as a sword.
Being watched by such calm yet icy eyes, Qu Fengting felt inexplicably panicked. Read complete version only at novel✶fire.net