Chapter 9 The Tiger Unleashes its Power

Although the original owner was a woman disguised as a man, she had at least been pretending to be a prince since childhood.

The State of Yu valued martial prowess, and the Mu clan seized power through force.

As the heir of a noble family, even if one is "weak and sickly," one must still learn some martial arts.

Although the original owner was cautious and meticulous, upon closer examination, he was proficient in both literary and martial arts, lacking nothing.

Previously, when facing Grand Marshal Gao Quan, Mu Xi had not yet fully adapted to her new identity, and in addition, she was completely outmatched in terms of "martial prowess," so there was nothing she could do.

Now, he is not afraid at all when facing the pampered Mu Chong.

"What are you going to do?" Mu Chong had never seen Mu Xi like this before, and his surprise outweighed his fear.

Within the Jun residence, everyone perceived Prince Jin Fang as a gentleman, seemingly weak and easily bullied.

Now, this humble gentleman has suddenly turned violent.

Shocked, Mu Chong still dared to stand tall and not back a step, even when facing a sharp sword: "My mother is here, my grandmother is here, how dare you act so presumptuously?"

"Insolence? How dare you speak to me like that, and compare a mere servant to me?" Mu Xi pressed forward step by step, the tip of her sword against Mu Chong's heart without hesitation. "Do you even know who I am?"

Mu Xi was tall and slender, and under the night lights, her figure almost covered Mu Chong's entire body.

Forced by the imposing aura, Mu Chong had no choice but to retreat repeatedly: "You, you, what are you doing? Guards, guards..."

"Someone? Who are you calling? This is the Jin Fangjun residence. Who are you and who are you calling?" Perfect timing. The anger that he hadn't vented on Gao Quan could be directed at his nephew. Mu Xi pressed closer and closer.

Moreover, according to the original owner's memories, this third young master, Mu Chong, relied on the fact that his mother was the current queen's sister and that he was also a legitimate son like Mu Xi, and never took Mu Xi and Mu Xun, the "two brothers," seriously.

Mu Chong's arrogance is partly due to the fact that Mu Xi is a woman disguised as a man, which makes her feel guilty.

Both the original owner of the body, Mu Xi, and the current owner, Mu Xun, had to be extremely cautious in everything they did within the Jun Mansion, avoiding conflict whenever possible. Whenever Mu Xun initiated a conflict, both of them would back down, which only emboldened Mu Xun's arrogance.

Now that Mu Xi has suddenly become so assertive, Mu Chong is still caught off guard.

But this is, after all, the residence of Jin Fangjun, and Mu Xi is, after all, the heir of Jin Fangjun.

Is the future heir of the Jun family going to draw his sword and kill someone?

Those who didn't want to drink the Meng Po soup early dared to act rashly.

"Mother, Mother, save me..." Mu Chong couldn't get anyone to come, so he had to ask his birth mother for help.

In private, Gao spoiled Mu Chong so much that he became arrogant, but in front of Mu Zhen, she had to show a completely different face.

Now that he knew Jin Fangjun was in the study, he was not flustered even though Mu Xi's sword tip had already pierced his son's clothes.

After her son had finished shouting, Madam Gao tidied her elegantly styled hair, turned around and gracefully entered the study, her voice dignified: "My lord, what's wrong with the young master? Why is he so angry after just waking up? Aren't you going to go and see him?"

The air in the courtyard was eerily quiet.

Gao's words were heard clearly.

Everyone listened intently, but...

There has been no response from Jin Fangjun or Mu Zhen for a long time.

Mu Chong became even more anxious and tried to dodge, but he couldn't escape Mu Xi's sword tip no matter what he did. With no other choice, he turned to Mu Xun who was standing to the side and said, "Hey, what are you doing standing there? Aren't you going to stop him?"

After being pushed away, Mu Xun stayed by Mu Xi's side the whole time. At this moment, he remained completely silent in the face of Mu Chong's words, just like Jin Fangjun.

Mu Xi tightened her grip slightly and questioned again, "Answer me, who am I? Do you know my identity? Otherwise, I don't mind using this sword to ask you further."

Although both are adopted younger brothers, Mu Xun and Mu Chong are quite different.

Mu Xun was always courteous and gentle to the original owner of the body, without the slightest disobedience.

Mu Chong, on the other hand, was the complete opposite; he would take any opportunity to kick the original owner while she was down.

If a tiger doesn't show its power, others will treat it like a sick cat.

Mu Xi didn't want to leave Mu Chong any room for maneuver at this moment.

Mu Chong finally realized the seriousness of the situation: "You, you, you are the elder brother, you..."

"Don't call me brother, you're not worthy." Mu Xi interrupted with disgust, repeating, "Who am I? How should you address me?"

“You…you…” Mu Chong had nowhere to retreat and finally recognized the reality, “You…you are the heir, the heir of the Jin Fangjun Mansion.”

“Very good…I’ve remembered…” Mu Xi’s arm was already sore from holding the sword and he could barely support himself. “From now on, when you see me, you will only address me as ‘Your Highness’.”

"I understand." Mu Chong nodded obsequiously.

"Furthermore..." Mu Xi naturally couldn't let it go so easily, "Do you have any objections to me disciplining a servant?"

"No, no..." With no one to back her up, Mu Chong had no choice but to submit.

Mu Xi finally felt a little better: "You and that servant girl are always so lovey-dovey, it's none of my business. From this moment on, I don't want to hear that servant girl's name from your mouth again."

"Yes, yes..." Mu Chong was about to cry.

"Very well, don't let me catch you next time, otherwise..." Mu Xi tightened her wrist slightly, flicking the tip of her sword upwards as a final warning, "it won't be something you can get away with with just a light poke."

"Ah..." Mu Chong felt a pain in his shoulder, thinking he had been stabbed, and cried out as he fell backward.

Han, who had been standing silently by his side, cried out in alarm upon seeing her grandson injured, "Ah... the young master has killed someone... the young master has killed someone... my little prince!"

"Hmm?" Originally, the "account" should have been settled by now.

But Han shouted like that, and just as Mu Xi was about to sheath his sword, he turned his hand and pressed it against Han's forehead again.

Han was Gao's biological mother. Gao was adopted by her stepmother, while Han, being a servant, could only be publicly identified as Gao's wet nurse. However, she lived with her daughter Gao in the Jun Mansion for many years.

Like the Gao family, the Han family was solely focused on helping their grandson, Mu Chong, ascend to the throne.

On ordinary days, they would either spy on the Crown Prince in the East Courtyard or secretly sabotage him.

Han had intended to "play the rogue," but she hadn't expected the prince to be serious. She immediately trembled, "Prince, Prince... This old woman... This old woman hasn't provoked you in the slightest..."

"Didn't you shout 'The Prince has killed someone'?" Mu Xi was unusually cold now. "Then how can we not kill someone to see for ourselves?"

Han was completely bewildered and stood frozen in place.

Mu Xi sneered: "You can eat whatever you want, but you can't shout whatever you want. You should check if your precious grandson is really dead yet. If he's not, I won't mind giving you the last blow."

"No...no..." Han stammered, only managing to utter a sound after being startled by the cold glint of the sword tip.

Mu Chong, however, only had superficial injuries. He jumped out of Han's arms with a look of disgust: "What grandson? My grandmother is living a peaceful and happy old age in the Grand Marshal's mansion."

"Is that so..." Mu Xi didn't care about Mu Chong's attitude at this moment. She pushed the tip of her sword forward even further, ready to watch the show. "Granny Han, your little grandson doesn't appreciate it. What do you have to say about that?"