Why did the acting dean of Zhengying Academy run off in such a disgraceful manner? Just because of a few words from that black-clothed man? Who is that black-clothed man?
Mo Yanhong was stunned, and Cui Zhixing was even more dumbfounded.
Cui Zhixing was not just dumbfounded, he was on the verge of tears. He had taken the risk of offending Yan Yuchu to curry favor with Pang Dezong, thinking he had made a very profitable deal. But it turned out to be a complete loss!
Just who exactly is that black-clothed man?
"Senior Mu, Young Master Mo, Young Master Yan, I have urgent matters to attend to; may I take my leave first?" Cui Zhixing asked pitifully. At that moment, he truly regretted everything. Why had he been so clever? If he hadn’t been biased and had just reported honestly, Pang Dezong would have dealt with everything. Why did he have to so blatantly offend Mu Hanyan?
Mo Yanhong’s expression fluctuated uncertainly. Pang Dezong had initially made it clear he was going to confront Mu Hanyan, but after the black-clothed man standing behind Mu Hanyan spoke, Pang Dezong took off like he had seen a ghost. Just what kind of background did this black-clothed man have?
"What are you?" Mo Yanhong couldn’t help but ask.
"Of course, I am... my master’s henchman," Master Ye Lanfeng stated without any psychological pressure.
Jin Yuguang nearly stumbled and fell behind them.
Mu Cheng stared at Jin Yuguang with wide eyes; he obviously saw nothing amiss and thought this was the master giving Brother Han Yan face. But if the master joked that he was Brother Han Yan’s henchman, then what did that make Jin Yuguang?
As if reading Mu Cheng’s mind, Jin Yuguang said with a pained expression, "Then, I suppose that makes me the henchman of the henchman."
Mu Cheng almost burst out laughing and had to pinch his thigh hard to keep himself from doing so. This really wasn’t the time to laugh.
"You may go," Mo Yanhong said impatiently to the pitiable Cui Zhixing, waving his hand dismissively. He was consumed with figuring out the identity of the black-clothed man, who even Pang Dezong was afraid of. He couldn’t detect any cultivation from this black-clothed man. Of course, nobody at the scene believed the line about being Mu Hanyan’s henchman, and neither did he. The man must be someone acquainted with Mu Hanyan.
Although Mo Yanhong gave permission, Cui Zhixing did not dare to leave; instead, he looked eagerly at Mu Hanyan.
"Go ahead," Mu Hanyan said with a wave of her hand. Although Cui Zhixing was a vulgar petty man, she had no interest in stooping to the level of such a small fry. This time she would let it pass, but if he dared to harbor ill intentions against her again, he shouldn’t blame her for being impolite.
Only then did Cui Zhixing respectfully bow to Mu Hanyan and run off like a dog that had lost its home.
Seeing that Cui Zhixing didn’t dare to leave until Mu Hanyan had spoken, even after he had, Mo Yanhong’s face grew even uglier.
"Young Master, perhaps the identity of the black-clothed man is significant. I noticed earlier that Dean Pang changed his attitude after seeing something inside the sleeve of that black-clothed man. Maybe that person showed him something that proved his identity," a person close to Mo Yanhong quietly analyzed. Nᴇw ɴovel chaptᴇrs are published on Nov3lFɪre.ɴet
After hearing this analysis, Mo Yanhong thought it over but couldn’t figure out who would have an identity so powerful that even Pang Dezong would back down. Unless it was someone with even higher status than Pang Dezong himself. That much was possible, but Mo Yanhong couldn’t guess who it might be.
Now the question circled back to the original point. If it had just been Yan Yuchu, he could have put up some resistance, for his own status was still higher, but this Mu Hanyan... who inspired Yan Yuchu to work for her and had a mysterious black-clothed associate who even made Pang Dezong drop the matter... just who was Mu Hanyan, exactly?