Mo Qingcheng smiled, her heart warming, and quickly soothed him: "Big brother, don't you know how capable your mother is?"

Little Shao secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but his coldness did not diminish at all: "Even if it's the Heavenly King himself, if he wants to harm Mother, he'll have to get past me first."

The man in blue had a dark and unfathomable look in his eyes as he stared directly at Shangguan Yichen: "You two aren't mother and son?"

"So what?"

"What's it to you?"

Shangguan Yichen and Mo Qingcheng spoke in unison, showing perfect understanding.

"How dare you!" A black-clad guard beside the blue-clad man immediately drew his long sword, his murderous intent palpable, and pointed it directly at Shangguan Yichen.

The young boy made a hand gesture, and a white shadow flashed by. The black-clad guard was startled, his movements slowed by half a beat, and his long sword clattered to the ground, his mouth trembling from the impact.

Mo Qingcheng gave the man a meaningful look, as if to say, "Heh, my boss isn't made of clay."

The man in blue had a slightly cold expression, his eyes filled with a hint of inquiry.

"Master, I deserve to die!" The black-clad guard knelt on the ground with a thud, his eyes lowered.

Mo Qingcheng's lips curled into a smile, but the smile didn't reach her eyes: "Would our distinguished guest like to stay any longer?"

"Heh..." The man in blue chuckled softly, ignoring the black-clad guards on the ground.

Bai Yi smugly exclaimed, "Trash!"

The black-clad guard stumbled, nearly digging a hole in his toes and burying himself in it.

The man in blue had dark, unfathomable eyes, staring intently at Mo Qingcheng, but his view was blocked by the young boy.

Shangguan Yichen said with a look of disbelief, "Young Master, Mother is Father's wife..."

"Pfft!" Mo Qingcheng couldn't help but burst out laughing. Boss is such a thoughtful leather jacket.

The blue-clad man's aura shifted, his cold eyes fixed intently on Shangguan Yichen.

The young boy did not back down at all, his face icy cold: "What business does the young master have with his mother?"

"This young master... will tell your mother..."

"no!"

The gazes of the two, one large and one small, collided in mid-air, neither willing to back down.

Mo Qingcheng's eyes flickered slightly, "Eldest brother, Mother wants to say a few words to Young Master Lan..."

All the black-clad guards knelt down. Young Master Lan? What the hell?

Shangguan Yichen sized up the man in blue: "Don't you dare hurt Mother, or you'll regret it..."

The little boy's eyes were full of warning: Heaven and earth are no match for his mother.

The young man in blue was speechless, this was the first time he had ever been threatened by a little brat in his life.

However… considering the purpose of his visit today, the young man in blue had no choice but to back down for the time being.

Seeing that the other party had stopped acting, Shangguan Yichen slowly took a step and walked about three meters away.

Mo Qingcheng waved her small hand, and Bai Yi vanished in a flash. This move deeply shocked the black-clad guards; there were always people more skilled than them, and the world was vast beyond their grasp. Today, they had experienced a bitter taste of reality…

Mo Qingcheng picked up her teacup and took a gentle sip: "Young Master Lan, please speak."

"I wonder if I, this young master, will have the honor of feasting my eyes on Madam Mo's blueprints?" The young man in blue regained his refined demeanor, picked up his teacup, and his fox-like eyes were filled with a wicked charm.

"Young Master Lan, you've come from the capital?" Mo Qingcheng raised an eyebrow, glancing at the man opposite her with a half-smile.

The man in blue's eyes narrowed slightly: "This young master hopes this trip will be worthwhile..."

"Can you guarantee my family's safety, young master?" Mo Qingcheng asked with a faint smile.

"Can!"

"make a deal!"

"..." Everyone was completely dumbfounded. What kind of amazing move was this?

Why can't I understand? Something seems off, but I can't quite put my finger on it right now.

Mo Qingcheng took out two blueprints and handed them to the young man in blue.

The young man in blue gently unfolded the blueprints, his gaze suddenly changing, and he abruptly stood up: "Madam Mo... this..."