The atmosphere, which was originally light and peaceful, suddenly became tense.
"Let’s not overthink this for now, just watch and see how things unfold," Mu Hanyan said calmly after some thought.
Now that disciples of Zhengying Academy tightly guarded the surroundings, even if they wanted to destroy evidence, it would be too late. Besides, Mu Cheng was only speculating, and Pang Dezong might not possess such capabilities; they absolutely must not throw themselves into disarray.
"If they really find something, just put all the blame on me," Yan Yuchu said indifferently. In fact, he had taken action in the first place because he did not want Mu Hanyan to get into trouble. With his current strength and his status in the Yan Family, he was able to handle the situation, simply making some compensation and accepting some punishment.
Mu Hanyan smiled and said nothing. If Pang Dezong really had Xia Youchen’s skills, then it was not something Yan Yuchu could simply take upon himself. However, Mu Hanyan appreciated his kindness.
Afterward, everyone returned to their tents to rest.
Mu Hanyan, whose mood had been quite good, now found it shadowed by worry due to Mu Cheng’s concerns.
However, alongside the worry, there was also some relief. After all, the fact that Mu Cheng had thought of this meant that he was not entirely consumed by the issues with Fourth Miss Zhao, which somewhat eased her mind. ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ novel-fire.ɴet
"Forget it, I won’t think about it anymore; my luck has always been incredibly good, they definitely won’t find any traces," Mu Hanyan thought to herself, trying to reassure herself.
Thinking about her extraordinary luck, Mu Hanyan was again bewildered.
Had this not happened to her personally, she would have never believed such good luck existed in the world.
Those past strokes of so-called good luck had their reasons, but this time, Mu Hanyan knew better than anyone, it was purely genuine good fortune.
But how could one’s luck be so good? Even using up all the luck of a lifetime at once couldn’t compare, considering everything from the accidental encounter with Cangxuan Cloud Silk to the whimsical and masterful refining with the Hand Formations—her good luck wasn’t just a one or two-time occurrence.
Unfortunately, Star Illusion Thousand Machine was still in Deep Sleep, and Mu Hanyan couldn’t ask it for clarity.
Deep in her thoughts, Mu Hanyan unknowingly drifted off to sleep.
After she fell asleep, a mysterious and quaint glow quietly radiated from her chest, and the Exotic Beast Egg rolled out, stopping in front of the golden embroidery on her clothes, tilting left and right as if a curious child inspecting a new toy.
It took a long time before it returned to Mu Hanyan’s chest and calmed down again.
Starting the next day, young Swordsmen began to leave the Exotic Beast Valley one after another. Mu Hanyan knew that these were Family members who had reached agreements with Zhengying Academy and received their benefits.
However, the over one hundred Swordsmen under Mu Hanyan still had not received orders to leave and had no choice but to stay put. As others left, Zhengying Academy deployed more personnel for surveillance, officially for alert but practically for monitoring.
After all, only these hundred or so people knew the true nature of the incident; Pang Dezong wouldn’t dare let anyone leave carelessly before persuading everyone.
Mu Hanyan and others felt a bit of hidden anxiety in these days as Zhao Sinin, leading a dozen fellow disciples, searched everywhere for the whereabouts of Fourth Miss Zhao, turning every stone within their reach.
Mu Hanyan genuinely worried that Sinin, who was deeply infatuated with Fourth Miss Zhao, might actually unearth the bodies of Zhao and others.
(Tomorrow, Little Eight will be coming out. I recommend my friend Gu Mozhi’s work "Campus Rebirth: The Male God Pursuit Order." It’s not very long, so you can bookmark it and fatten it up before reading. This modern campus story suddenly reminded me that I once also wrote about school, haha, but back then I was infatuated with Prince of Tennis, after seeing a lot of fanfiction, none of which captured the feeling I wanted. Prince of Tennis, this animated series is full of positive energy and is also a school animation, but many fanfictions include various conspiracies, wealthy families, frame-ups, distrust of one’s own family, and criticisms of black-traveling women, which led me to write a tender Prince of Tennis fanfiction, staying true to my own vision of Prince of Tennis. If interested, I’ll share the name of this work tomorrow.)