"This is easy!" Old Mu waved his hand, then paused and asked, "You need money to do business, do you trust me with it?"
"Aren’t you out of places to go?" Yang Chuxia glanced at him. "Nowhere else to go, what could you do with money? Run away? Where could you go without a destination? Besides, if we suspect everyone, we can’t trust anyone. Moreover," Yang Chuxia paused, snorted, "whoever steals my money, I won’t hesitate to hire a worldly assassin to track him down. I don’t mind spending that much, as long as I get my revenge."
Old Mu gasped at her words.
He thought to himself that this girl’s mind really is different from others; she is straightforward. Treat her well, she returns the favor; cross her, and she’ll spare no expense to get even.
"Alright, since you trust me, it’s settled." Old Mu then stretched out his hand, "Give me the money, I’ll leave right away!"
"No need to be in such a hurry, right?" Yang Chuxia murmured, "It’s fine if you leave in a few days."
"I can’t stand the idleness any longer!" Old Mu hurried her, "Come on, stop dawdling."
Upon hearing this, Yang Chuxia smiled vaguely and took a banknote from her purse, which she had prepared for emergencies, and handed it to him.
Upon receiving the money, Old Mu said, "Hmph, it’s just a bit of money. If it were the old times, it would be nothing in my eyes."
Mumbling to himself, Old Mu pocketed the money and hastily left, almost bumping into Mu Shaoling, who was coming in from outside.
"Sorry, sorry!" Old Mu apologized with a fist and palm salute and hurried past.
However, Young Master Mu’s servant gaped in surprise, "Young Master, he!"
Immediately after, he saw Young Master Mu glare warningly at him.
Yang Chuxia was distracted by other things and didn’t notice his glare, but Ye Zi’an saw it clearly.
Mu Shaoling gave him a cool glance, his expression a tad frosty, and then sat nonchalantly on a nearby chair as if nothing had happened.
"Well, did you dig up any treasures in our village?" Yang Chuxia looked at him with a smile yet not quite a smile.
Mu Shaoling snorted coldly, "What treasures could there be in such a desolate place as yours?"
"Then why are you here?" Yang Chuxia asked, surprised. "You leave the Capital City to stay in a desolate place , are you out of your mind?"
"Mind your language!" The servant by Mu Shaoling’s side could not hold back any longer after wanting to reprimand Yang Chuxia for a while. He couldn’t suppress his temper and finally could not resist anymore.
"I talk . Your master hasn’t spoken. Why are you talking?" Yang Chuxia glared at the servant.
The servant wanted to say something, but Mu Shaoling stopped him. So the servant held his tongue, pouting with frustration.
"So, you really want to know why I am here?" Mu Shaoling stroked his chin, his eyes twinkling mischievously.
Anyone clear-eyed would know he was up to something.
Still, Yang Chuxia wanted to know what Young Master Mu was up to.
"What are you here for?" Yang Chuxia asked, her big eyes full of curiosity, showing no attempt to hide it.
"To find someone!" Young Master Mu spread his hands, conveying honesty.
Upon hearing this, Yang Chuxia immediately asked, "Are you here to find Brother An in my house?"
"The person I’m looking for is a woman!" Mu Shaoling said indifferently.
Yang Chuxia’s mind was pretty quick. After hearing Mu Shaoling’s words, she directly asked, "Are you looking for Brother An’s mother?"