"Senior Wenren is too polite; it was just a trivial matter," Mu Nan said nonchalantly.
After all, the Nanyan Chamber of Comrce’s reputation remained untarnished, even greatly enhanced, so, of course, he had nothing to bother about. If possible, he even wished such incidents would happen more often.
Mu Hanyan noticed that the rchants and custors had not yet all left the courtyard; hearing Wenren Qingqiu’s words, they all looked shocked.
Mu Hanyan smiled faintly, Wenren Qingqiu’s words were clearly ant for them to hear. Even the esteed Holy Dragon Master, the head of the Illusion Dragon Branch of Long Yan Academy, had to apologize to the Nanyan Chamber of Comrce; the implication needed no explanation.
As for compensation, this was actually the best kind there could be.
Who said this old man didn’t understand business? He was quite the crafty one.
"I have other matters to attend to, so I won’t impose any longer; I’ll take my leave now," Wenren Qingqiu didn’t linger with Mu Nan, leaving with a hearty laugh and turning to go.
"Senior Wenren, why don’t you stay for a al before leaving?" Mu Nan glanced at the table filled with leftovers and added, "I’ll have people prepare a fresh al right away."
"No need; I still have food with ," Wenren Qingqiu waved his sleeves and, taking Ye Fengyun with him, floated away into the sky.
In midair, his wide robes danced with the wind, exuding a transcendental aura truly befitting a reclusive sage. However, those grease-stained sleeves, could you perhaps wash them?
Just by the bulging shape of his sleeves, Mu Hanyan and the others could guess what kind of food he had ntioned.
This Holy Dragon Master certainly had a special fondness for chicken legs.
Once Wenren Qingqiu and his party had left, Yuan Tianbo was the only outsider remaining.
"Eldest Young Master Yuan, I didn’t expect to see you again so soon," Mu Hanyan said with a smile.
His smile was warm, but it sent chills down Yuan Tianbo’s spine.
"Plunk." Yuan Tianbo’s body tilted, and he sprawled out on the ground.
"What are you doing?" Mu Hanyan and the others were startled.
"Just do it; I’ve resigned myself to my fate," Yuan Tianbo said, looking utterly miserable.
His "pitiable" appearance was just like that of a tragic courtesan from the legends, dood and resigned to fate, waiting for the inevitable devastation.
At this mont, Yuan Tianbo was filled with regret; he had wanted to rely on Ye Fengyun, but alas, that guy had a clever plan that only backfired, and now he couldn’t even save himself. If he had known it would turn out this way, why on earth did he bother to join the fracas? He might as well have stayed ho and tended to his wounds.
Now, he was in a fine ss; his old injuries had not yet healed, and here he was, poised for new ones. It wasn’t his first ti being beaten up in front of Mu Hanyan; he was becoming quite the expert at it, even assuming the position in advance.
"Get up; I’m not going to hit you this ti," Mu Hanyan grumbled inwardly, wiping away a cold sweat. Yuan Tianbo’s pose was like declaring, ’I’m a delicate flower, spare your pity,’ which was almost enough to make her skin crawl.
"You’re not going to hit ?" Yuan Tianbo looked up, surprised.
"If that’s what you’re hoping for, I suppose I could oblige and get in a little exercise," Mu Hanyan said.
"No, no, I don’t wish for that," Yuan Tianbo scrambled up quickly.
"Life hasn’t been treating you well recently, has it?" Mu Hanyan asked.
"Even the position of Young Master is gone, how could I be okay?" Yuan Tianbo said with a sob in his voice.
"So, do you want your days to be a bit better?" Mu Hanyan asked.
"What do you an?" Yuan Tianbo looked at Mu Hanyan with confusion. Hearing this, did he actually want to help him? But that made no sense, right? At this kind of ti, shouldn’t he be kicking him while he’s down? How could he possibly want to help? Besides, even if he wanted to, could he even help? Perhaps his intentions weren’t good, and he wouldn’t be satisfied until he had played him to death.
"Co with ," Mu Hanyan said without explanation and headed straight for the VIP room.
Yuan Tianbo was full of questions but could co up with no answers. With a hardening of his heart, he followed. After all, he had lost everything; if Mu Hanyan played him to death, he would just have to accept his fate.
Mu Nan and the others were also sowhat puzzled, not knowing what Mu Hanyan really intended to do. But since she didn’t say anything, they didn’t ask either. They instructed the servants to clean up the dinner table and then leisurely sipped tea and chatted.
Soon, Mu Hanyan and Yuan Tianbo left the VIP room. Yuan Tianbo had a complex expression, and no one could tell what he was thinking.
"If you’re unwilling, I won’t force you, but you should know that this is your only opportunity," Mu Hanyan said sternly.
"Mhm, I’ll think about it," Yuan Tianbo responded, leaving the Nanyan Chamber of Comrce with a bitter expression on his face.
"Brother Han Yan, what did you say to him?" asked Mu Nan curiously.
"Nothing much, just wanted to find out so things about the Yuan Family," Mu Hanyan said nonchalantly.
"That kind of family has nothing but a bit of money, no power, no influence, why bother about them?" Mu Nan said dismissively.
Mu Hanyan smiled faintly. The future that was bound to happen was unknown to Mu Nan, but she knew it, so she didn’t take the Yuan Family lightly like Mu Nan did.
She rembered the great battle from her previous life where the high-ranking expert hired by the Yuan Family had given the Mu Family quite a bit of trouble. Although Qin Li had been defeated by her hands twice and would no longer pose any threat, who could guarantee that the Yuan Family wouldn’t hire other experts?
More importantly, due to her rebirth, many things had already changed. She wasn’t certain if the Zhao Family would make a move earlier. Planting a nail in the Yuan Family and getting information early to be prepared were always better than scrambling at the last minute.
Of course, she was aware of these matters, and there was no need to proclaim them everywhere. Whether others believed it or not was one thing, but spreading the news could scare off the quarry, which would be bad.
As for Yuan Tianbo, she believed he would make the right choice, because after all, this was his only opportunity.
"In this life, the tragedy of the Mu Family will not happen again," Mu Hanyan thought to herself as she looked up at the sparkling Stardust in the vast night sky.
In the days that followed, Ye Fengyun collaborated with various chambers of comrce to trouble Nanyan Comrce, but Nanyan Comrce resolved every issue. Eventually, the news spread like wildfire that Holy Dragon Master Wenren Qingqiu personally apologized to Nanyan Comrce and ordered Ye Fengyun into seclusion as a sign of self-reflection.
For a while, Nanyan Comrce beca the talk of the town with bustling activity, which in turn brought prosperity to the entirety of Heishi City.
Of course, that was all to co later. At the mont, Mu Hanyan was focusing all her effort on cultivation, planning to break through the final bottleneck.
That evening, after having dinner, she was walking in the courtyard to aid digestion and also pondered over so matters when suddenly, a little black shadow appeared before her.
Angang?!
Mu Hanyan looked in surprise at the chubby Angang fluttering its tiny wings. She held out her hand for Angang to land in her palm.
Angang blinked at Mu Hanyan, mouth curving into a grin, "Little Yan Yan, I’ve missed you. I’ve co to see you." Determined not to say that actually it was its master who missed Little Yan Yan and had sent it to deliver a ssage. Hmph, even if it’s a love letter, Angang could write those too!
(The book has been on the shelves for a while now, and the burst of updates is coming to an end, returning to the regular update schedule. Six thousand words, with sporadic extra updates and bursts of activity, thank you all for your support. Typically a Chapter is two thousand words, sotis a bit more, and any questions about the charges can be addressed in the book reviews with dedicated threads explaining them. Love you all, xoxo!)
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