Mingzhuo made a special call to Wu Jiao, asking the Xuanmen people to handle the aftermath.
Zhuang Xun arrived and took his men upstairs to see the two men's miserable state. He was practically ecstatic about Ming Zhuo.
"Master! Do you know that this person is a traitor that our Xuanmen sect has been tracking recently? He's no good, just like that Liang Jushi!"
Zhuang Xun was very excited. Bi An Wu You was a traitor who was recently discovered during the Xuanmen's large-scale investigation. He had joined an evil cultivation organization at some point and had failed the Xuanmen's cultivation.
This person is too cunning. He ran away when everyone was not paying attention, but unexpectedly he hid outside and stirred up trouble with the evil cultivators.
He felt that Mingzhuo was simply the nemesis of evil cultivators!
Mingzhuo was also somewhat surprised, not realizing that this brother had actually been a legitimate member of the Xuanmen sect before.
She thought for a moment and said, "Then your Xuanmen sect might need to investigate thoroughly. They seem to be superstitious about some kind of deity."
Zhuang Xun nodded: "Of course!"
Although I don't know what kind of person that deity is, I can tell he's no good. He's obviously a member of the Xuanmen sect, and everyone has the right to kill him.
Seeing that there was nothing more for him to do, Mingzhuo hurried back to sleep, after all, he needed to grow.
Zhuang Xun: "Master, I wonder when I will have the honor of receiving your teachings?"
Seeing Mingzhuo's blank expression, he reminded him, "It's about the Taoist Academy opening classes..."
Mingzhuo suddenly felt a little guilty, as she had completely forgotten about this matter recently due to being so busy.
"Haha, no problem, no problem, it'll be done soon."
Zhuang Xun said enthusiastically, "That's great! I'll go back and tell Old Wu right away!"
Mingzhao: "..."
No, I didn't say classes would start right away! She suddenly felt like she was being chased for work.
He Wangyao was already used to it. The aloof and arrogant Master Zhuang in the Xuanmen would immediately turn into a little fanboy when he saw Mingzhuo, and his sycophantic behavior was simply unbearable to look at.
The other three ordinary people were dumbfounded, and their eyes were filled with awe and respect as they looked at Ming Zhuo.
They didn't understand anything about the mystical sects; they only knew that the person who came looked like the dawn of righteousness, yet he bowed and scraped before Mingzhuo, so of course Mingzhuo had the highest status!
It's truly shameful to think about it; they ran away to commit suicide, yet they alarmed such an important figure who came to their rescue.
Now I must cherish this life even more, for it was specially saved by a great figure from the Xuanmen sect.
He Wangyao's car was spacious enough to carry three more people without any problem, and the car left quickly.
Zhuang Xun watched the car leave, then turned around and transformed into the arrogant and aloof senior disciple of the Xuanmen sect.
He walked over and removed the gag from Bi'an Wuyou's mouth: "You have something to say?"
"Yes! Senior Brother Zhuang, you've been fooled by that delinquent girl! She's a liar, she cheated me out of a million! That's all I have!"
Bi'an Wuyou's accusations were filled with anguish, "She even hit me and tortured me! This is outrageous! I'm still a disciple of the Linghe Sect!"
Zhuang Xun's expression immediately changed drastically. "Nonsense! The master's virtue is as noble as the bright moon, and he would not tolerate such slander from a petty person like you!"
Bianwuyou: "No, I didn't lie..."
Zhuang Xun retorted angrily, "You've willingly fallen into depravity, and now you still harbor resentment towards the master, spouting such nonsense. Do you think I'd believe you?"
He stuffed the cloth strip back into the other person's mouth, and that wasn't all; he also stuck a silencing talisman on it.
These evil and crooked methods are best at distorting the truth; it's best not to let the other party open their mouth before entering the interrogation room.
Beyond the Shore Without Worry: "..."
No, I'm not lying! That woman swindled me out of all my money, why don't you believe me!
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When the car arrived at Qinghui Residence, Mingzhuo saw a person standing in the darkness.
"Ah Xu!" He Wangyao excitedly slammed on the brakes.
"Mr. Gu?" Mingzhuo got out of the car with some surprise and greeted him, "What are you doing here?"
It was already past midnight, and all around was quiet. This was a villa area, and there wasn't a soul in sight.
The spring night was windy and chilly to the bone. Surely no one would stay up late and go for a walk by the lake?
Gu Xu put his hands in his pockets, glanced at the two of them, and quickly understood what had happened between them.
"Did everything go smoothly tonight?" he asked.
Upon hearing this, He Wangyao was so moved that she almost burst into tears. "It went smoothly, but if you had arrived even a moment later, you would never have seen me again!"
Now, when he recalls the way that monster looked at him, he feels a chill run from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head.
He had a feeling that he would have nightmares every night for the next few days!
Mingzhuo smiled and said, "Yaoyao did a great job. She made great progress tonight and is now able to protect others."
He Wangyao was stunned, not expecting to receive such high praise from her.
Suddenly I felt that everything I had done tonight was worth it!
Gu Xu smiled silently. "It's good that you're back. It's too late, go home and get some rest."
He could roughly imagine how thrilling and dangerous tonight would be; it would certainly be a very interesting adventure.
Mingzhu waved goodbye to the two of them, and Ah Hu, who was guarding the duty room, came out to greet them.
"Huh, my brother-in-law hasn't come back yet tonight?" Mingzhuo asked, somewhat puzzled.
Ah Hu: "Sir, you've been very busy lately. There are many things at the company that you need to manage."
Mingzhuo nodded without asking any further questions.
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The following Sunday, Mingzhuo didn't get up until after nine o'clock before going downstairs, only to find her family waiting for her in the living room.
"Zhuozhuo, hurry up and eat breakfast, wash up and get dressed. We're going shopping today and will spend all the money in your card!" Ruan Mingying said with a smile.
Mingzhao: "..."
It seems I'm definitely going to have to spend all the money in this card today.
Mingzhuo thought about it for a moment and thought it was fine. Let them spend the money; as long as her sisters are happy.
The family bought clothes and jewelry, and then, carrying large and small bags, went to a very nice private restaurant for a meal.
They chose a window seat, the window was open, facing the river, and a gentle breeze brought wave after wave of floral fragrance.
Ruan's mother and Ruan Mingxuan got up and went to the restroom. Ruan Mingying took out her phone to take a selfie with Mingzhuo when someone stood in front of the table.
Ruan Mingying initially thought she was a waitress, "Could you please take a picture of me and my sister..."
She looked up and realized she had mistaken him for someone else.
Before me stood a stylish, modern woman, wearing large sunglasses that covered half her face, her long, wavy hair cascading over her shoulders, carrying a bag worth tens of thousands of yuan, as if she wanted to have the words "I'm rich" etched on her forehead.
Ruan Mingying: "I'm sorry, I made a mistake."
This was a stranger she didn't know, but the person didn't leave. Instead, he took off his sunglasses and looked the two sisters up and down.
"So you're Ruan Mingying? Don't you have any shame? Brother Shang Lou works so hard to earn money, yet you squander it all on your family."
The other person's tone was full of sarcasm as soon as they opened their mouth.
Ruan Mingying immediately understood what was going on. "Excuse me, miss, I don't know you, do I?"
Since we don't know each other, she's a stranger, and I have no right to yell at her or point fingers at her.
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