Old Man Yan was completely stunned. In his mind, as a prince and a member of the royal family, even though they had a bad reputation, they were still members of the royal family. Their high status did not allow them to willingly bow and scrape to people of lower status than themselves, let alone kneel down.

Old Man Yan deliberately said that because he had this in mind, but he didn't expect his behavior to be so unexpected.

"Your Highness!"

Anning was also startled by him.

Mu Ange, however, did not take it to heart and stood up directly, lifting his robes as if to kneel down.

For a moment, Old Man Yan panicked. He grabbed Mu Ange's arm and said, "Your Highness, there's no need for that. Sit down and eat. I understand your intentions. From now on, we're all family."

Mu Ange looked at An Ning, whose eyes were still filled with shock. She never expected Mu Ange to go to such lengths for her.

The originally lively dining atmosphere was made quite dull by the word "kneeling".

Old Man Yan was a little embarrassed, and he picked up a lot of food for Mu Ange.

"Hmm? I find Xiao Ning's hands to be quite delicate, almost like a woman's."

An Ning and Mu Ange exchanged a glance but neither spoke.

"I'm afraid my hands will become rougher and rougher as I do those rough jobs in the future."

An Ning smiled and shook her head: "It's okay, I don't care."

Half an hour later, they had eaten and drunk their fill.

Old Yan said he had nothing better to do, so he organized Anning and Mu Ange to enjoy the night view.

"What do you think of this building? This is a rough sketch I drew."

Old Yan pointed to the tower that stood out naturally among the rooftops not far away.

An Ning exclaimed in genuine admiration, "So this is Master's work. He truly deserves to be called a master."

Old Yan knew that this little guy was deliberately flattering him, but he still enjoyed it and was happy to hear it.

"etc."

Suddenly, An Ning's eyes flashed, as if she had seen something.

Mu Ange moved closer to her: "What's wrong?"

He looked around warily, like a guard of Anning.

Old Master Yan looked around, his brows furrowing slightly: "Xiao Ning, I also feel something is amiss."

"Master, there is probably a hidden door here."

"That's right, the layout is simple and empty, the threshold shows no signs of use, but the courtyard is spotless. Something's wrong, something's wrong with this house."

An Ning looked at Old Yan: "Could it be a secret base of some mysterious organization?"

Old Yan shook his head: "It doesn't seem like it. Building such a large-scale underground palace in the capital is not something that just anyone can do."

"Want to go in and take a look?"

I don't know why, but it feels like there's someone calling out to me from the bottom of my heart, and I always have a strong desire to explore.

Old Yan glanced at An Ning and noticed the curiosity in her eyes.

"Go in and take a look. Anyway, you'll have some experts protecting you."

After saying that, he raised an eyebrow at Mu Ange.

Mu Ange was slightly taken aback: Elder Yan actually knew that he was highly skilled in martial arts?

The three of them walked into the courtyard by the moonlight, but after circling around several times, they still couldn't find the secret door to go in.

Old Yan reached out and tapped left and right, but found nothing.

Anning walked to the door, stared at the floor for a long time, and suddenly said, "This is it."

As she spoke, she reached out and moved the floor tile away, suddenly revealing a dark, bottomless hole.

An Ning exclaimed in surprise, and Mu Ange rushed over in a flash: "What happened? Are you injured?"

An Ning shook her head and pointed to the cave entrance, saying, "A secret passage!"