"Why should I fight you one-on-one?" Mu Hanyan looked at Yuan Tianbo with eyes that seed to see him as ntally deficient. "My family has both money and power. I can just have a couple of guards to fight for ; why should I dirty my own hands? It’s not my fault that you didn’t bring your own guards today."
Yuan Tianbo felt like he really wanted to vomit blood. He had seen people bully others by flaunting their power and swaggering around with family guards, but he had never seen anyone do it so naturally and unabashedly!
Does this person even have any sha?
He thought he was shaless enough, but apparently, the true experts were right here! He was just slightly shaless—this one was shalessly shaless, on a completely different level.
"Don’t ever appear in front of again, or else I’ll beat you every ti I see you. I’m not joking. Just try ." Mu Hanyan smiled as pleasantly as a spring breeze, completely incongruous with what he had just said. Yuan Tianbo almost burst into tears.
"Let’s go." Mu Hanyan, feeling much better after being oppressed by dreams last night, summoned Huayue and Zirong, leaving a swollen-faced Yuan Tianbo behind, and strutted away. Mu Hanyan felt a dark satisfaction; the mont he waved his hand calling his "henchn" to follow was a pure delight of a successful bully.
After Mu Hanyan left, the surrounding people were dead silent; they all wiped the sweat from their foreheads—real or imagined. They all inwardly sighed; indeed, a playboy was a playboy; where others might start bullying when provoked, this Mu Family Young Master didn’t even need a provocation to start beating people up, and it was terrifying that he was beating his own kind.
Actually, it wasn’t really his own kind, but people thought they were all from the sa nest. Seeing the previous camaraderie between Yuan Tianbo and Mu Hanyan, and knowing that both had notorious reputations as playboys, who wouldn’t think they were all cut from the sa cloth?
As Mu Hanyan walked out of the Jade Building, rembering the expressions of the bystanders, she knew her reputation as a playboy would only grow stronger, making others probably avoid her altogether in the future.
Indeed, on the way ho, the streets were noticeably emptier. Many street vendors had closed early for fear, and even carriages sped away upon seeing her. Even the child from the Zhang Juezzi family, known for being a crybaby, stopped crying.
Mu Hanyan’s mouth twitched slightly. Not bad, she thought; not only did people avoid her, flowers wilted, and cars refused to stop, but she could also stop babies from crying at night. She was practically legendary now—a harbinger of doom.
But Mu Hanyan didn’t mind; others might not know, but she knew very well that those she had beaten deserved it, and she did it all guilt-free. Perhaps so even applauded her actions... But thinking about what others might find delightful made her feel a bit uneasy. You could bet that their joy was nothing more than schadenfreude in the nature of a dog-eat-dog world. Damn it! Could that content be of any good?
One day, she vowed, she would shed this na of a playboy. One day, she would stand at the top, earning others’ respect and admiration!
...
Accompanied by Huayue and Zirong, she returned to the City Lord’s Mansion. Suddenly, Mu Hanyan stopped; there was sothing very important that needed to be settled imdiately. In her revelry, she had almost forgotten. Better to handle it sooner rather than later.
Just now, her "henchn" had beaten soone, which was satisfying because their target was a weak playboy. But if the target had been soone more formidable, the brawl would not have been nearly as enjoyable.
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