Mu Yunchuan was at his wit's end. What should he do? Was he being scolded by his mother, or was he being disliked by his mother herself?

Mu Wanqing blinked: "Fourth brother, did you do this on purpose?"

Mu Yunchuan, speechless and unable to defend himself: "..."

Third sister, please, have some decency...

Mo Qingcheng nodded: "Speak, what is it?"

"Mother...yes...yes..." Mu Yunchuan's face flushed red, and he dared not meet Mo Qingcheng's gaze.

Mu Wanqing slapped Mu Yunchuan on the head: "Fourth brother, what are you dawdling for, you grown man? Hurry up and say it."

It's really worrying me a lot.

Mo Qingcheng immediately became interested and looked at her silly son with great interest, wondering what he wanted.

Mu Yunchuan took a breath: "Mother, we need Xiao Junjun's help..."

I see!

Mo Qingcheng gave Mu Yunchuan a look that said, "You'll have to figure it out yourself," and then stepped aside without saying anything more.

Mu Yunchuan: "..."

My mother won't even give me a way out, how can I back down?

Mu Wanqing gloated and retreated to Mo Qingcheng's side. "Fourth brother, third sister... we can't help you anymore. Who told you to go further and further down the path of courting death?"

Mu Yunchuan was filled with distress and communicated with the Farm King through his mind.

"Brother Junjun, could you please do me a favor..."

"No!" Farmer waved his hand decisively, indicating that no one could do it.

snort!

Little witch, I'm going to teach you a lesson.

Having made up his mind, Farm Guy yawned and waved his little hand: "I'm going to get my beauty sleep."

The implication is that you should not disturb us unless necessary.

Mu Yunchuan: "..."

No, Brother Junjun, you're being unethical!

Farm King didn't care about any of that. He was planning to sever his mental connection with Mu Yunchuan. After all, the two didn't have a contractual relationship, and it would be a waste of mental energy, especially since Little Junjun had to manage such a large interstellar farm.

Mu Yunchuan's lips twitched: "Big brother, if you help me, I'll give you all those traps and hidden weapons you had your eye on a few days ago."

Farmer pouted: "Stingy..."

I didn't agree to your request because of those things, hmph!

Mu Yunchuan: "..."

Why bother building a way out for yourself?

"Brother Junjun, this is what I should do..." Mu Yunchuan lowered his posture to the lowest level, secretly planning when he could get some benefits.

Farmer waved his hand dismissively: "A trivial skill."

After taking a dozen or so breaths, Mo Qingcheng and her group successfully stepped out of the barrier, feeling that the air was much fresher...

"Mother, this road seems a little unfamiliar?" Mu Wanqing stopped abruptly after walking a short distance.

"Mother, I feel like my spiritual power is being sealed by something..." Mu Yunchuan looked around warily, his heart growing increasingly uneasy.

Mo Qingcheng and Bai Yi exchanged a glance. They had stepped on a landmine. What should they do?

"Madam, please rest here. I'll go scout ahead."

"Be careful," Mo Qingcheng warned, then casually tossed a bottle of pills to Bai Yi.

Without saying a word, Bai Yi swallowed a pill and drifted away.

Mu Wanqing had no time for sentimentality, and dragged Mu Yunchuan around aimlessly. The two little ones whispered to each other from time to time, showing no signs of arguing.

Bored, Mo Qingcheng started wandering around. Since Bai Yi wouldn't be back anytime soon, she figured she might as well...

The next second, the truth came out too quickly!

Bai Yi rushed anxiously to Mo Qingcheng's side, his face pale and his expression somewhat uneasy: "Cough cough... Madam..."

"You're injured?" Mo Qingcheng was taken aback. Very few people could injure Bai Yi. Could it be...?

"Madam, as you expected..."