In the past, when he drank and made rry with other playboys, they often spoke of the offspring of other families. Han Yan of the Mu Family, naturally a good-for-nothing who burdened his father at birth and brought his whole family to Heishi City, had also been the butt of their jokes.
Of course, such characters, upon hearing about them, one would just laugh and forget. Who would take it to heart?
So, it was only now that Mo Yanhong rembered where he had heard the great reputation of Han Yan, his face turning red and then green.
The only beloved son of the Mo Family Patriarch, the Big Playboy who few in the Capital dared to provoke, was actually frightened into retreat by a good-for-nothing, a so-called playboy from a small town. Thinking about the cold sweat he had broken into just now in front of Han Yan, Mo Yanhong wished he could find a hole to crawl into. When he found out that the Black-clothed Man had scared Pang Dezong away with a picked-up Token, he was even more furious to the point of smoke coming out of his seven orifices. It was completely ridiculous and embarrassing. In his extre annoyance, Mo Yanhong did not even bother to think about the authenticity of the Token being picked up.
"Um, that’s Han Yan, I heard he’s a good-for-nothing with no capabilities. The Token of that Black-clothed Man was picked up, after we left, that man bragged about it and it was overheard, there’s absolutely no mistake. Young master doesn’t need to be afraid of him at all." said the guard.
"Slap!" Another resounding slap landed on his face.
Mo Yanhong was already ashad to show his face, and here the guard was bringing up the very topic, wasn’t this clearly adding to Mo Yanhong’s annoyance?
"Inform Manager Dai to co back imdiately," Mo Yanhong said.
Manager Dai, nad Dai Songling, was one of the four stewards among the Mo Family’s guards. To beco a steward of the guards for the Mo Family in the Capital, one’s strength naturally was not lacking; and this Dai Songling was a Sword Master First Rank. Outside the Capital, many family heads of smaller families were not even Sword Masters. Dai Songling’s strength was already enough to dominate a region.
"We just received a ssage from Manager Dai; he will arrive tomorrow morning to et with us," said the guard who had been slapped, realizing he had inadvertently touched on Mo Yanhong’s sore spot and dared not speak recklessly anymore.
"That’s good, tomorrow morning, we will seek Han Yan for revenge and let him know what happens when he offends our Mo Family," Mo Yanhong said through gritted teeth.
The guard looked at Mo Yanhong and was about to say sothing but, having been afraid of being slapped again, held back.
"Are you trying to ask , why wait until tomorrow to get even with a re playboy good-for-nothing, instead of doing it right now?" Mo Yanhong, seeing what the guard was thinking, asked.
The guard did not dare to speak again, rely nodding repeatedly.
"Han Yan may not be worth fearing, but Yan Yuchu is not weak," Mo Yanhong stated, pretending to be astute and calculating. "From the looks of it, Yan Yuchu is clearly degrading himself willingly to serve Han Yan, so it’s safer to wait for Manager Dai to return."
Bending his pride in front of Han Yan today had already made him lose face, but fortunately, not many people saw it. He believed that by having soone handle it discreetly, those people would not spread the word and it likely wouldn’t affect his reputation in the Capital.
But if he were now to go knocking on the door, it would certainly not be quiet and if he were humiliated again, his reputation would be utterly ruined. Thus, he decided to restrain himself for one more night.
After all, once tomorrow cos and Dai Songling returns, he wouldn’t fear Yan Yuchu anymore. He just didn’t believe that, after the Yan Family had split, no matter how talented a teenager or soone in their early twenties from a Branch Family was, could be that formidable.
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