Yi stared at him, her expression suddenly becoming unusually serious.

Ah, she must have been moved by him, or perhaps she felt guilty about her actions just now.

She does have some conscience.

Mu Nanxun curled her lips smugly, "What do you want to say, hmm?"

Yi leaned closer and blinked, "When you went in, were you treated like a hooligan? Were you beaten up?"

"Yiyi——!"

A deafening roar suddenly erupted from the enormous villa, its effect comparable to a volcanic eruption.

Yi Yi's eardrums were about to burst!

"After you finish this bowl of soup, immediately shut your mouth, close your eyes, and go to sleep!"

Mu Nanxun's chest heaved violently, and his eyes twitched.

*

As night falls, the lights along the Maple Riverside begin to twinkle, enveloping the area in a peaceful and serene atmosphere.

A dark figure moved swiftly through the guard posts like a ghost, using a rope to climb up to the second-floor window.

A moment later, the figure in black arrived at a room door, tentatively pushed it, and found that the door was unlocked and opened a crack.

The figure in black pushed the door open again, slipped into the room, and then nimbly moved towards the bed.

Upon reaching the bedside, the dark figure suddenly raised the dagger in its hand and stabbed fiercely at the person on the bed. After stabbing several times, it suddenly felt something was wrong, so it lifted the blanket, only to find nothing underneath.

Just then, the lights in the room suddenly came on, and several men in black quickly entered from outside. Mu Nanxun stepped out from behind the men in black, stood straight in the doorway, his hands hanging naturally at his sides, as quiet as a statue.

The figure in black paused for a moment, then sneered from the thin lips beneath the mask, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes.

"I never imagined that the dignified Young Master Mu would be such a coward who only knows how to hide behind others!"

Such inferior

Mu Nanxun's eyes narrowed, and his long, cold eyebrows exuded a chilling aura.

"Dealing with you doesn't require me to personally intervene."

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Fang rushed in front of the man, his gleaming dagger pointed at him. "I'm enough to deal with a nobody like you, so as not to dirty our boss's hands. By the way, our boss said he wants to capture you alive, and I think it wouldn't be fair to use a weapon on you."

Suddenly, Xiao Fang threw the dagger to the ground. With a "bang," the dagger stuck straight into the floor.

Seeing this, the man also threw away his dagger, clenched his fists, and stared sharply at Xiao Fang.

The men in black each took a few steps back, giving them enough space.

"ah--"

The man roared and kicked at Xiao Fang, who dodged to the side. Xiao Fang then grabbed the man's ankle and grinned, nodding in Mu Nanxun's direction. "Boss, the things in this room are so expensive. I can't afford to pay for them if I accidentally break anything. Besides, it's too cramped in here. I think we should fight in the courtyard."

"Hmm," Mu Nanxun replied indifferently.

So, Xiao Fang pulled hard and threw the person out of the window.

The man was thrown into the yard, fell down, and then rolled over and got up again.

The men in black then jumped out of the window, forming a circle around Xiao Fang and the other man.

Xiao Fang and the masked man began to fight, exchanging blows evenly.

Mu Nanxun's tall figure coldly watched the masked man's figure in the courtyard from the window, his brows furrowed, feeling that something was wrong, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.