Chapter 120 Entering the Village

“One of the four was named Cheng Xijun. I saw him bullying a boy...tsk tsk, so pitiful, so I killed Cheng Xijun,” Mu Qingyu said with a smile.

The thought that Cheng Xijun was dead filled her with immense joy.

"That boy is your illegitimate child, isn't he? Now, are you going to kneel down and thank me for saving your life?"

Mu Xiangbei's face flushed red and then turned pale. He had initially thought Mu Yan had been killed, but then he heard that Mu Yan was still alive. However, Mu Qingyu had clearly stated that Mu Yan had been...

Mu Xiangbei found it difficult to describe his current feelings.

Mu Qingyu kindly told him, "From here into the city, it's about ten kilometers, then at the third intersection off the overpass, there's a Qingshan Sanatorium. Your illegitimate son is there now, and your younger brother is there too. Why don't you go and save them?"

Mu Xiangbei felt as if his throat was blocked. He could save him? What could he possibly use to save him? He'd only just escaped with his own life!

In the past, he would have definitely had a set of arguments to morally blackmail Mu Qingyu. He was always adept at moral blackmail.

But now—the scarred man's corpse is still lying in front of him, emitting black smoke, and the noisy woman next to him still has her eyes wide open!

Would he dare to say it? What would he dare to say? That he would criticize Mu Qingyu for failing to save her own father from death?

He'll definitely be the one with smoke coming out of his head the next second!

Mu Xiangbei gritted his teeth, lowered his head, and dared not utter a sound.

Mu Qingyu found Mu Xiangbei amusing. Mu Xiangbei was a man who was very talkative and loved to make black seem white.

She had been expecting Mu Xiangbei to say something, even if she didn't kill him, she wanted to teach him a lesson. But to her surprise, Mu Xiangbei wisely kept quiet.

It's a bit of a shame to think about it!

“Is there anyone else who wants my house? There are supplies inside,” Mu Qingyu said.

No one said a word.

See, people just can't be good. It's so much better to be a bad person; no one dares to morally blackmail you, no one dares to say a word!

"And you, Mr. Qin?" Mu Qingyu asked directly, addressing him by name.

Qin Zhaoxian cursed his bad luck inwardly. He already knew when Mu Qingyu killed the scarred man that Mu Qingyu's fire-type ability was superior to his.

Moreover, Mu Qingyu's fire-based ability seems to be quite different from his, with particularly precise attacks.

“Miss Mu, today is really a misunderstanding. It’s just that everyone thought you weren’t coming back.” Seeing Mu Qingyu’s cold smile, Qin Zhaoxian quickly added, “Of course, even if you hadn’t come back today, I would never have allowed anyone to open your house.”

"Besides, your Aunt Mei has been trying to stop us all along. She's just trying to help you take care of the house." At times like this, Aunt Mei is his best shield.

Mu Qingyu didn't intend to exterminate them all. Humanity had dwindled since the apocalypse; making an example of them would suffice. However, if these people dared to provoke her again, she would continue to kill!

"Then you and Aunt Mei must have worked really hard." Mu Qingyu said this with a hint of sarcasm.

Qin Zhaoxian could only manage a forced laugh.

Not wanting to deal with those people anymore, Mu Qingyu turned her gaze to Lü Peng: "Manager Lü, it's been a long time. I didn't expect to run into you here."

"Miss Mu, it's been a long time." Lu Peng was also quite emotional, but he felt he needed to explain: "I'm here today simply to inquire about..."

Mu Qingyu waved her hand at him to interrupt him: "No need to explain, I saw it all." She had eyes to see; from the beginning, Lü Peng and those people were not in cahoots.

"I'll catch up with you when I have time. I have a companion at the village entrance who hasn't come in yet."

Mu Qingyu thought for a moment and then turned to Qin Zhaoxian: "Mr. Qin, my companions also need to enter the village. Could you please inform the sentry at the village entrance to avoid any conflict?"

Qin Zhaoxian inwardly sighed at his bad luck, but still selected two people to notify the sentries at the village entrance.

The two people who were named felt as if they had been granted a pardon, and practically jumped up and ran away as if they were being chased by ghosts.

"I'm going to fetch my companions to the village, Mr. Qin. I hope we can get along well and have a peaceful future," Mu Qingyu said to Qin Zhaoxian with a forced smile.

Then she jumped straight down from the third floor and headed directly towards the village entrance—reaching level two in physical fitness was hardly a difficult feat.

This scene made Qin Zhaoxian's heart pound again. Wasn't she a fire-type ability user? No matter how strong a fire-type ability user is, they couldn't jump from that height and be completely unharmed!

Qin Zhaoxian immediately felt an immense sense of oppression and threat.

Lu Peng, however, seemed lost in thought as he watched Mu Qingyu's departing figure.

After Mu Qingyu left, Mu Qingrong and the others found a secluded place to hide.

Mu Qingyu hadn't returned for a long time, and Mu Qingrong was still a little anxious. However, Mo Huaiyu quickly calmed him down, saying that although there seemed to be more people in the village, he didn't sense any great killing intent.

Sure enough, Mu Qingyu returned not long after.

As she invited everyone into the village, she briefly recounted what had just happened.

"Sister, are you saying that my dad... isn't dead?" Mu Qingrong's expression was quite complicated.

When Mu Yan said he had gotten separated from his father, he was very conflicted. Sometimes he thought that such a scumbag father was no big deal since he was dead, and it wasn't worth being sad for him.

But feelings don't always go according to your wishes. No matter how bad Mu Xiangbei is, he is still Mu Qingrong's father. Most importantly, she grew up in Mu Xiangbei's presence.

When he was a child, Mu Xiangbei doted on him, and they had a fairly good father-son relationship. It wasn't until his mother passed away that their relationship gradually cooled, but it was more of a cooling than a deterioration.

Unlike Mu Qingyu, who wasn't familiar with Mu Xiangnan and had no real feelings for him, he did have some feelings for Mu Xiangbei.

Originally, if Mu Xiangbei died, he would be sad in secret, not wanting his sister to know, so as not to trouble her.

Now that Mu Xiangbei is alive, his emotions have become more complicated.

"He didn't ask whether you were alive or dead, but he did ask Mu Yan," Mu Qingyu said calmly.

She knew these words would inevitably hurt Mu Qingrong, but she said them anyway. The truth was, Mu Qingrong was no longer the pampered young master he had been in before the apocalypse.

This is the price of growing up.

Mu Qingrong's face paled slightly, her lips pressed into a thin line, and she remained silent.

Mo Huaiyu gently grasped Mu Qingrong's wrist, wanting to offer him some comfort and strength.

“But when you go back this time, he will definitely come looking for you. Although it’s your business how you want to treat him, but…” Mu Qingyu hesitated, not wanting to say anything too harsh to Mu Qingrong.

"I just hope you don't get too close to him," Mu Qingyu said.