"With Brother Han Yan here, I wonder who will dare to mess with us in the future?" Another young man from the Mu family also clenched his fists and said fiercely.

Seeing these little dandies getting so complacent, Mu Hanyan shook her head secretly.

"Have you ever thought about this: if I hadn't figured out whether the Chengjun Sword was real or fake, who would be crying now? If I wasn't sure I could take Mo Yanhong's palm strike, would I have been able to trick him? Even if I risked getting injured to fight him, what benefit would I get?" Mu Hanyan said calmly.

After hearing his words, Mu Zexian and others were slightly stunned, then calmed down and started thinking about it.

A loud drum doesn't need a heavy hammer. Mu Hanyan didn't say much and walked towards the Mu family first.

"Brother Hanyan, I'm going to practice first and will come to see you another day." They were silent all the way back to the Mu family, and Mu Zexian said to Mu Hanyan.

"I'm going to practice too, Brother Hanyan." Mu Zeran didn't bother Mu Hanyan anymore and followed his brother back to his own yard.

"Let's go practice too." The other juniors also said goodbye one by one and went back to rest.

Looking at the background of their departure, Mu Hanyan smiled with relief.

Although other elders in the clan, including her grandfather, had given up hope on Mu Zexian and the others, Mu Hanyan couldn't bear to see them sink into despair. Fortunately, these guys were not hopeless and did not let her down.

…

One of the eight great families in Beijing, the Mo family.

"What? You actually lost two shops and tens of millions of silver!" Mo Gaoyi, the head of the Mo family, shouted angrily. If it weren't for the fact that he had a son in his old age and had doted on Mo Yanhong since childhood, he would have wanted to slap him to death.

There were no shortage of prodigals in the capital, but this was the first time I'd seen one as broke as this. This was the capital, where every inch of land was worth a fortune. Those two shops weren't something you could buy with just money, and yet he'd lost everything.

"You can't blame me for this. I didn't know that old guy Xuanyuan Fengchen was a liar. Besides, I heard that even the heads of the Changsun and Song families were deceived by him. Isn't it normal for me to be deceived?" Mo Yanhong was not afraid of his father because his father doted on him very much, so he muttered in dissatisfaction.

"Why didn't Mu Hanyan get fooled, but instead cheated you?" Seeing that Mo Yanhong was unrepentant, Mo Gaoyi became even more furious.

"How would I know? There are rumors outside that Mu Hanyan's astrology skills are even better than Ji Gaoxian's. She probably figured out that Xuanyuan Fengchen is not a good person and deliberately tried to trick me." Mo Yanhong answered dejectedly.

"The art of astrology." Mo Gaoyi's heart moved slightly.

"Dad, you can't blame me for what happened today. It was Mu Hanyan who tricked me. Oh, and I haven't settled accounts with him about what happened last time. You must help me this time, otherwise I won't be able to face anyone if this gets out." Mo Yanhong said pitifully.

"Okay, you said that Mu Hanyan tricked you in the matter of Xuanyuan Fengchen, but what about what happened afterwards? Don't you have any brains? As children of aristocratic families, how can you act so casually? Today, it's a blessing that Mu Hanyan didn't fight back. She just wanted to extort money from you, otherwise she would have beaten you to death with a palm and you wouldn't have had a chance to complain." Seeing his son's cowardly look, Mo Gaoyi's anger, which he had suppressed with great difficulty, broke out again.

"I don't know what's going on, I just can't help it, it's like I've lost my soul." Speaking of this, Mo Yanhong was also puzzled.

"What about Qiu Gongsheng? Didn't he stop you?" Mo Gaoyi glared at Mo Yanhong and asked. Mo Yanhong had only given a general account of what happened before, without having time to elaborate.

He knew Mr. Qiu's character. He was a very cunning but calm person. It was enough for him to see Mo Yanhong do something stupid once. How could he bear to see him do it repeatedly?

"Mr. Qiu originally wanted to help me, but he was slammed into the wall by Mu Hanyan's servants. It took a lot of effort to dig him out, and now he is still half dead." Speaking of Mr. Qiu, Mo Yanhong became even more depressed and recounted the previous events in detail.

The old guy usually boasted about his domineering skills to the sky, but in the end he was vulnerable, which made him very disappointed.

"What?" Mo Gaoyi was shocked.

He knew best the strength of Qiu Gongsheng. With his domineering body technique, even a fourth- or fifth-level swordsman would have to pay a heavy price to hurt him. He did not expect that he would be seriously injured, and at the hands of a servant.

It seems that the rumors may not be false. This Mu Hanyan is not a simple person.

"Dad, I have never suffered such a loss since I was a child. You must help me avenge my hatred." Mo Yanhong saw that his father had a serious face and did not seem as angry as before, so he said nonchalantly.

"I know, I know. I will take care of this matter for you. You go back first." Mo Gaoyi waved his hand and said impatiently.

After Mo Yanhong left, Mo Gaoyi sat alone on the armchair, thinking secretly.

He had a son in his old age, and he only had this one precious son, so he doted on him immensely. He had never let him suffer any loss since he was a child, except for two times, both times he fell into Mu Hanyan's hands.

Not many people knew about the incident in Xiaocang City last time. In addition, Mu Beichen had met with him privately once, and the head of the Yan family had also secretly informed him. He knew that Mo Yanhong was indeed wrong in that incident. He did not dare to offend both the Mu and Yan families at the same time, nor did he want to spread the news and lose face, so he suppressed the matter in his heart.

But who knew that not long after, Mu Hanyan actually bullied her beloved son again. If this matter were to spread, Mo Yanhong would definitely become a laughing stock in the capital, and even he would feel ashamed.

No, I have to stand up for my son this time, teach Mu Hanyan a lesson, and at least regain some face.

…

At this point, Mu Hanyan had no idea her father was going to stand up for her son. She returned to the courtyard, intending to start tinkering with her swords, but suddenly felt hungry, so she called Ye Lanxun along to go foraging. As for the three lackeys, Mu Hanyan didn't bring them along. Who'd ever bring lackeys on a date? They only brought them when flirting with decent women. So, Mu Hanyan confidently abandoned the lackeys and went off to spend some time alone with Ye Lanxun.

"What would you like to eat? Well, I remember there's a restaurant that serves good sauce-flavored chicken." Ye Lanxun and Mu Hanyan were walking on the street, enjoying their rare time together, and made a suggestion.

"Have you eaten it?" Mu Hanyan asked.

"Well, Jinyu took me there to eat last time I came to Beijing. He is a foodie, and he must have eaten everywhere in Beijing, from restaurants to roadside stalls." The goldfish that Ye Lanxuan mentioned was naturally Jin Yuguang.

Speaking of him, Mu Hanyan remembered that Ye Lanxun asked Jin Yuguang to go away and practice and not disturb her and Ye Lanxun's time together. That honest child really went away with his head in his hands, mumbling something.

"Speaking of Xiao Jin, it seems like I haven't seen him for a long time. He didn't follow you. Does he have something to do?" Mu Hanyan asked casually.

"No, I told him to stay at the inn and wait." Ye Lanxuan replied, "Well, how about we go eat some soy sauce chicken?"

"Okay." Mu Hanyan nodded.