She grabbed the longsword from the bedside, pulled it out with a clang, and then struck the floor with all her might. Then, looking at the shallow white mark on the floor, the corners of her mouth twitched. This was incredibly weak. Her pre-rebirth strength, with just a little finger, could crush her current self, let alone a hundred of her current selves. How tragic.
She was of course ecstatic to be reborn, but the huge contrast between her own strength and that of her previous life made her depressed, and she made up her mind with an unprecedented determination.
She needs to become stronger, and she must become stronger as soon as possible!
But before she could become stronger, she had to face her current situation. Mu Hanyan knew very well that while there were many people who disliked her, there were few who held a deep hatred for her. Yet, it was precisely these people who always found trouble with her. She was weak and her father disliked her, while Han Feng was strong and his father loved him very much. In comparison, everyone picked on the weaker persimmon.
I don't want to be a soft persimmon! Mu Hanyan's mouth twitched slightly. Before she could possess powerful strength, she needed her own power, even if it was small. Only with her own power could she act more conveniently. For example, she had to deal with the matter of Miss Zhao Si.
Just as Mu Hanyan was thinking this, Yue Fanling came in, took her hand, and asked about her well-being. Mu Hanyan knew her mother was feeling guilty. She had been raised disguised as a boy, and her family had always held her to the same standards as raising a boy. This, Yue Fanling thought, was unnecessary. Furthermore, they had deliberately pampered this child into a dandy child. How could she not feel distressed and guilty?
Mu Hanyan touched the inconspicuous little ring on her right pinky finger. It was this ring that allowed her to perfectly disguise herself as a man. In her previous life, she had even encountered extremely powerful individuals, yet they remained unaware that she was a woman disguised as a man. This ring's extraordinary power was evident. But that was all it was; it had no other purpose. She had been warned since childhood never to remove the ring in front of outsiders. Later, she realized it was a form of protection.
"Mother, I want two guards." Mu Hanyan said softly.
Upon hearing this, Yue Fanling was stunned at first, then nodded vigorously: "Yes, that's right, you should have a personal guard. You silly child, you are too trusting. I should have sent someone to follow you a long time ago. You shouldn't have listened to your father's words, saying that children of the Mu family should be trained to be independent. That's for other families, ours is different. Your father is the city lord, you don't have to work as hard as those children of the branch families."
"Well, mother, I want to choose for myself, is that okay?" Mu Hanyan said again. A mother's doting was always so direct, almost like saying, "Your father is rich and powerful, so you can just live a lazy life and wait for death. You don't have to work hard."
"Okay, no problem." Yue Fanling continued to nod, "I will transfer all the guards from the City Lord's Mansion here and you can choose one. There just happen to be some new guards joining the company today, so feel free to choose one." Yue Fanling obeyed Mu Hanyan's every request and would do whatever Mu Hanyan said immediately.
Mu Hanyan watched Yue Fanling quickly go out to arrange this matter, but she was thinking about two of the guards in the City Lord's Mansion. Those two people were called Hua Yue and Zi Rong. At the beginning, these two were the kind of ordinary people who could not be found in a crowd. Their strength was not very good at the beginning, but both of them had good aptitude. Later, their cultivation improved by leaps and bounds. Of these two, Hua Yue was the type who would become stronger when facing a stronger opponent, and could fight against opponents of higher levels. Zi Rong, on the other hand, was too smart. She was the type who would sell people out, and others would count the money for her and be grateful to her. She was so mean to a certain extent!
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