It's a pity that the Great Elder doesn't know Mu Hanyan's current strength yet, and only thinks that he is much stronger than Mu Feng. If he knew that Mu Hanyan has been promoted to the level of Sword Master, and his strength is not only much stronger than Mu Feng, but several times or even dozens of times stronger, I wonder what he would think.
The Great Elder stared at the Marrow Cleansing and Meridian Strengthening Pill in his hand in a trance, not knowing what to do for a moment.
Mu Hanyan was too lazy to say anything more to him, so she turned around and left with Mu Ze and the others.
Mu Yunshui was also a little confused. When the Great Elder invited him over to question him, his biggest excuse was the Marrow Cleansing and Meridians Strengthening Pill. But he didn't know that Mu Hanyan had never taken this pill. How could he continue this drama?
Although he is one of the nine great priests of the main family and has the power of supervision, Mu Ruian, as the head of the branch family, is in no way inferior to him. Without a proper reason, he really cannot use his status to force him.
"Wait, it's not over yet!" Just when the Great Elder and Mu Yunshui were at a loss, the young man next to them spoke.
"What? Giving you the pills is not enough? Do you want to test your strength on the spot to decide who will own this Marrow Cleansing and Veins Strengthening Pill?" Mu Hanyan said sarcastically.
The pill was in the hands of the Great Elder. He gave it to Mu Feng directly and believed that no one would say anything. After all, his prestige as the Great Elder was there. But if one really considered the strength, Mu Feng at this moment was really not qualified to get this Marrow Cleansing and Meridians Strengthening Pill.
After hearing Mu Hanyan's words, the Great Elder's face turned dark, and Mu Feng's face turned red with shame.
Although the grandfather and grandson have been busy dealing with Mu Ruian and his son for the past six months and have not paid much attention to the affairs of the Mu family, they also know that Mu Ze and others have made great progress in strength. If they really have to compete, Mu Feng may not be able to defeat them.
"Alas, I told you not to embarrass Mu Hanyan anymore. Isn't this just asking for humiliation?" Mu Feng thought in annoyance, but he didn't dare to disrespect his grandfather, so he could only suppress the words in his heart.
He didn't blame Mu Hanyan for her sarcasm and coldness. Even a rabbit will bite when it is cornered. What's more, Mu Hanyan is the number one playboy in Black Stone City. How could he be an easy-going person?
Of course, the young man also heard Mu Hanyan's sarcasm, but he didn't even look at him.
"Mu Ruian, although this pill is still here, you are biased towards your own descendants, acting unfairly and violating the Mu family rules. You are still to blame." The young man roared sternly.
"Oh?" Mu Ruian was a little impatient and looked at the young man coldly.
"As the head of a family and the ruler of a city, you failed to educate your son properly, allowing Mu Hanyan to commit crimes and harm the people. How do you explain this?" The young man sneered repeatedly, then continued with disdain, "Mu is a spendthrift, Mu is a playboy, Mu is a scoundrel. Look at what kind of son you have raised. You have even disgraced our Mu family! Someone like you actually has the nerve to sit in the position of head of the family. If it were me, I would have just spit and drowned myself."
"How dare you!" Before Mu Ruian could get angry, Mu Hanyan couldn't help but yell angrily.
If this person was just humiliating her, perhaps she would put the overall situation first and endure it for a while, but she dared to humiliate her father in front of so many people. This was something Mu Hanyan absolutely could not tolerate.
Although the reputation of a playboy was deliberately given to her by her father to protect her, Mu Hanyan also knew that if she had not been young and ignorant and acted too childishly and flamboyantly, she would not have had the reputation she has today even if her father wanted to fan the flames.
So deep down, Mu Hanyan still felt guilty about the infamy her father had to bear.
Looking at the young man, Mu Hanyan's eyes almost spit out fire.
Mu Ze and the others were also indignant. After all, Mu Yunshui had the age, seniority and status to show off, so it was fine for him to come to Black Stone City to show off. But you are just a little brat who is still wet behind the ears and looks not much older than us. What qualifications do you have to speak nonsense in front of the city lord?
"What? Are you still showing off your power as the eldest son of the City Lord's Mansion? Others may be afraid of you, but I, Mu Ziping, will not be afraid of you." The young man looked at Mu Hanyan with contempt.
"Mu Ziping!" Mu Hanyan's mind raced, and she immediately remembered who this person was.
Mu Ziping, one of the most outstanding young disciples of the Mu clan, was said to have reached the ninth level of swordsmanship at the age of fifteen. Even in the capital, he was considered a genius.
But that wasn't the point. The point was that Mu Ziping's father had been severely injured by Mu Ruian. Although he recovered from his injuries, he was unable to improve further and remained forever at the level of a swordsman. In the Holy Court Continent, where the strong are respected, for a swordsman, such a result would be even more cruel than killing him.
Mu Hanyan only found out the origin of this matter in the past few days.
In order to protect Mu Hanyan, my grandfather asked Mu Ruian to come to Black Stone City to take over the Mu family branch. Very few people knew the inside story.
Although the current saying is that Mu Ruian was exiled to Black Stone City because of his good-for-nothing son Mu Hanyan, at that time, there were many people who were jealous of the position of the head of the branch family.
After all, the main family was large and prosperous, and not everyone had the talent and opportunity to excel like Mu Ruian. It was better to be the head of a chicken than the tail of a phoenix. Becoming the head of a family, and even the head of a city, was far better than staying in the capital and being bullied and pushed around. Therefore, many people competed with Mu Ruian for the position of head of the branch family.
To ensure fairness, Mu Hanyan's grandfather discussed with several elders and arranged for several young men of considerable strength to compete. Mu Ziping's father was one of them.
With Mu Ruian's strength, it was certainly not difficult to defeat them, but in order to avoid hurting each other's feelings and face, he only fought to the limit. However, unexpectedly, after being defeated, Mu Ziping's father refused to accept the favor and actually attacked Mu Ruian from behind.
Faced with his fatal sword, Mu Ruian had no choice but to defend himself with all his strength and seriously injured him.
Originally, it was Mu Ziping's father who was wrong in this matter, but after he was seriously injured, he lost all hope of practicing, his mentality became extreme and eccentric, and he hated Mu Ruian to the core.
His clansmen, who had placed all their hopes on him, found it difficult to accept such an outcome and hated Mu Ruian. They did not dare to blame the head of the family, but were at odds with Mu Ruian.
Mu Hanyan had only just begun to understand the grudges involved when she had spent the past few days with her mother, listening to her talk about the old days in the capital. She remembered her mother repeatedly admonishing her not to provoke members of that branch of the family easily, and to be especially careful of Mu Ziping.
Unexpectedly, before she even went to provoke others, others came to her door.
"It turns out to be you." Mu Ruian also suddenly realized.
"Mu Ruian, you have not taught your son well and have violated the ancestral teachings. How are you going to explain this to the clan?" Mu Ziping pressed on.
"How do you think I should explain it?" Mu Ruian asked calmly.
If it were someone else, he would have slapped him away.
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