"Nonsense!" Old Mu was unhappy, "I’ve always been honest and above board. How could I do such a shameless thing?"
Uh, upon hearing this, Yang Chuxia could not help but glance at Mu Shaoling, and said faintly, "He had been lurking in Brother An’s house for so long just to search for that thing."
In other words, Mu Shaoling did the shameless deed you were talking about.
With those words, Old Mu looked at Mu Shaoling and seeing his dark expression, he let out a sigh, "Indeed, it seems that Baili Yan’s days are not easy."
"Yeah, otherwise he wouldn’t have sent me to search for that thing."
"Well, it’s been so many years. If we can’t find it, we just can’t find it." Old Mu added.
At his words, Mu Shaoling nodded.
While the two of them were discussing these things, Yang Chuxia and Ye Zi’an kept their heads down, completely indifferent to Baili Yan’s affairs. Both of them had the same thought: at present with their small amount of power, they had no interest in getting involved. As for the future, they would deal with it when the time came.
However, Yang Chuxia suddenly thought of Old Mu’s self-proclamation and chuckled, "Old Mu, are you really a general? I initially thought you looked like one, but after the things you’ve done, I find it hard to believe."
Seeing her sly grin, Old Mu knew she was referring to that old matter of him stealing broad beans, and his face turned slightly red. He thought to himself, hadn’t he stolen them because he was starving?
Really, this young girl is so annoying, just like his nephew. Speaking of his nephew, his gaze shifted back to Ye Zi’an.
"Hey kid, didn’t you hear when I said I’m your uncle?"
Ye Zi’an’s voice was still distant.
"If you heard, why didn’t you respond? Where did all your manners go?"
"Just because you say you’re my uncle, that makes you my uncle?" Ye Zi’an finally looked at him, then pointed at Mu Shaoling, "He said my mother is from Luo Family, does that make her from Luo Family? Just because you say you’re my uncle, that makes you my uncle? And each one of you comes to claim to be my relative."
"Yes, because I say so!" Old Mu roared, "Your mother is my sister, my real sister. When Luo Family was in trouble, I was serving in the army! By the time I came back, several years had passed. I searched for your mother for a long time! You little brat, dare not to call me uncle? Are you itching for a beating?"
Cough cough, this Old Mu, who has recovered his memory, seems to have a bad temper. It looks like he wants to beat up Brother An.
"Old Mu, calm down, please!" Yang Chuxia hurried up to interpose, "Old Mu, since you are a general, how did you end up in Quanya? And how did your son end up here?"
Her words made Old Mu pause, then he said faintly, "How else could it be, other than being oppressed by traitors? As for my son, Humph!"
Although Old Mu didn’t finish his sentence, Yang Chuxia understood what he meant: it was bound to lead to a fight to the death with the murderer.
"You still haven’t called me uncle, have you?"
"Cough cough." Yang Chuxia finally managed to change the topic, but Old Mu seemed to insist that unless Ye Zi’an called him uncle, he would not let the matter rest.
"You still haven’t called me uncle, have you!" Seeing that Ye Zi’an ignored him, Old Mu shouted again.
Yang Chuxia was sure that if Ye Zi’an refused to respond again, Old Mu would definitely throw a punch.
She hurriedly pulled Ye Zi’an aside and whispered, "Brother An, he should be your real uncle. He is your mother’s brother from the same mother. You are much closer to him than you are to Baili Yan. It won’t hurt you to call him uncle."
"Pfft..." Upon hearing her words, Mu Shaoling, who was standing aside, spat out a mouthful of water.
He thought to himself, kid, is it really okay for you to say this so bluntly?