"Greetings, mistress." A voice came suddenly, and the following words were not so pleasant, "Mistress has worked so hard. Hanyan, you are so willful, always making mistress worry. Your vision, tut tut, is really that... What are these two for? To help you carry things when you buy things? Look at their arms and legs, I'm afraid they can't even carry the important things you buy." The sarcasm in the tone could not be concealed.
Mu Hanyan glanced at the young man walking over.
Mu Cheng!
Mu Cheng, the son of a branch family, was seventeen years old. His strength surpassed Mu Hanyan's, having already reached the third rank of swordsman. He appeared to be a handsome young man, but his eyes were constantly daring, giving him a frivolous air. His brother Mu Feng and his family, among them, all deeply disliked Mu Hanyan, a dandy man. Not only were they constantly bullying him, but they also set traps or took advantage of him whenever they could.
Mu Hanyan narrowed her eyes slightly. Mu Cheng, that little bastard, hadn't even bothered to settle the score with him yet, and he'd already popped up on his own. This time, Miss Zhao Si was plotting against her, but this guy was involved.
"Mu Cheng." Mu Hanyan's face was gloomy, and she called out his full name in a deep voice. At that moment, she felt a trembling sense of oppression. However, the feeling disappeared in an instant, making Mu Cheng think it was an illusion.
"What?" Mu Cheng curled his lips and sneered.
"Any guard I choose will be better than your guards in any way." Mu Hanyan also sneered.
Hearing Mu Hanyan's words, Mu Cheng's laughter became louder, but because Yue Fanling was present, he did not laugh loudly and unscrupulously.
"What? You're saying this weakling guard you chose is better than my guard? Hanyan, when did you learn to joke? This joke is quite funny." Mu Cheng always spoke to Mu Hanyan in such a blunt manner, but he also had a sense of propriety. Such innuendos and sarcasm were commonplace.
"Let's spar." Mu Hanyan smiled slightly and looked at Mu Cheng calmly, "How about it? Let your guards spar with my guards."
Mu Cheng was still laughing, as if he thought Mu Hanyan was telling the funniest joke in the world.
"Mother, how about letting them compete and having a prize? How about that five-hundred-year-old Ice Heart Grass and that Green Bamboo Vine in the storeroom?" Mu Hanyan turned to look at Yue Fanling and said with a smile. Yue Fanling hadn't said anything to stop their conversation, because she wanted to let Mu Hanyan know that her chosen guards were really not that good, and that she should choose two better ones. But after hearing Mu Hanyan's words, she was stunned.
"Mother, are you okay?" Mu Hanyan looked at Yue Fanling steadily. Although she was asking literally, her tone was so firm.
"Hmph! I couldn't ask for more. Hanyan, don't regret it later and go crying to the mistress." Mu Cheng originally thought that Mu Hanyan was joking, but he didn't expect Mu Hanyan to be serious. He even asked the mistress to use the five-hundred-year-old Ice Heart Grass as a bet. What a joke, his father found someone to make an elixir to improve his strength, and this Ice Heart Grass is very important. He was thinking about finding a chance to get the Ice Heart Grass. Since Mu Hanyan put this opportunity in front of him, how could he not seize it? Mu Hanyan is really a complete idiot. When he feels sleepy, he brings him a pillow, haha!
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