"It’s okay, look at you, still bouncing around alive, aren’t you? And you’ve eaten so many pork legs, you’ve replenished plenty, trust . After all, I am a Star Divination Master, and I can foresee this much," Han Yan patted the old god-man’s shoulder, speaking earnestly and sincerely.
Eating pork legs to instantly replenish blood, and even guaranteeing it on the status of a Star Divination Master. Big Playboy Mu, could you possibly fool people any more? We know you’re a Star Divination Master, but the words you just said, even a fool would know they are blatant lies. Mu Nan and Huayue, among others, all frowned in sympathy as they looked towards Shan Ling.
Shan Ling had a dazed expression, his eyes filled with sorrow.
Han Yan didn’t allow for any more bargaining and left the Nan Mu Auction, now renad Nanyan Chamber of Comrce.
"Go buy another roasted pig for Master," Shan Ling said after a stunned mont, glaring fiercely at a roasted pig.
Upon returning to Mu Mansion, Han Yan noticed sothing was amiss.
Whether it was the elder or younger family mbers, or the guards and servants, the way they looked at her had beco strange—so sneered, so were hostile, and others, besides the contempt and hostility, hid a hint of envy in their gaze.
"What’s wrong now? I have been at the Chamber of Comrce all day and haven’t committed any outrageous acts, right?" Han Yan asked, puzzled.
"I’ll go ask," Mu Nan said.
Soon, Mu Nan returned, his expression equally bizarre, albeit more confused.
"What’s going on?" Han Yan inquired.
"Everyone at ho is spreading rumors, saying that the Family Head secretly gave you the Vessel Cutting Marrow Cleansing Pill that was supposed to belong to Mu Feng. They say you used the elixir to enhance your abilities and then defeated Mu Feng," Mu Nan replied.
Han Yan then understood why Mu Nan was confused. Her father had imposed a gag order; their duel had been known to very few outside their kin, yet now it was widely publicized. Clearly, this wasn’t a simple matter.
"It seems soone wants to use this to trouble Lord City Master," Mu Nan mused thoughtfully.
Though still young and recently overshadowed by Han Yan, Mu Nan was certainly not foolish and quickly guessed the reason.
After all, Mu Rui’an, the Family Head of the Mu’s Branch Family in Heishi City and also the City Lord, couldn’t be treated this way by even the Capital’s Zong Family without a significant error. Only by leveraging his faults and creating a stir, setting him up as a target, could he possibly be threatened.
"That’s probably it," Han Yan nodded nonchalantly.
"Aren’t you worried?" Mu Nan gave Han Yan a puzzled look.
"Is worrying useful?" Han Yan asked indifferently.
"It seems not," Mu Nan thought for a mont, then admitted honestly.
"Since we clearly know it’s useless, why bother worrying? Both of us should just go wash up and sleep," Han Yan said unconcernedly.
Really heartless, isn’t he? Doesn’t he realize that his father is walking on thin ice, sitting in the precarious position of Family Head? Mu Nan sighed helplessly. The estrangent between Mu Rui’an and Han Yan was well-known; he had already noticed Mu Rui’an’s coldness and Han Yan’s rebelliousness.
He just couldn’t understand how relations between father and son could have deteriorated to this extent, but since it was Han Yan’s family affair, it wasn’t his place to say much.
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