Yun Ziyu snorted, "When you encounter scum like this, it would be a disservice to my corrupted ears not to kick him."
He looked down at the two little ones and instructed them, "You two go with your eldest uncle to see the lanterns. Your second uncle is going to deal with a big bad guy. After I'm done, I'll come find you, okay?"
Upon hearing that someone was going to be beaten up, Mo Zhiyuan immediately became excited, "Take me with you, take me with you, Second Uncle, I want to help you beat up the big bad guy too."
Before Yun Ziyu could speak, Mo Junye spoke first.
"No, you're not even good enough to withstand one punch from someone. We'll talk about that when you're older. Right now, we need to be obedient. Have you forgotten your grandmother's instructions?" Mo Junye's face darkened, showing a bit of Mo Beichen's temperament.
Seeing her brother's expression change, Mo Zhiyuan immediately stopped making a fuss. "Alright, I will definitely study martial arts hard and do chivalrous deeds when I grow up. Second Uncle, go ahead, we will wait for your triumphant return."
Yuan Qingling, who was standing to the side, was shocked as she watched the interaction between the two children.
At such a young age, she can already speak long sentences clearly and completely.
Their child is indeed quite extraordinary.
An ordinary two-year-old child may be able to say a lot of words, but they would never have such a clear mind and such tight logic.
No wonder they are their child.
"Miss Yuan, Miss Yuan?" A cool yet gentle voice called out.
Yuan Qingling was jolted awake and instantly came to her senses.
Looking up, he saw Yun Ziheng smiling at him.
Seeing that Yuan Qingling had come to her senses, he repeated what he had just said.
“I called you a few times just now, but you didn’t seem to hear me. So, I’m sorry to bother you, but I would like to ask if Miss Yuan would like to join us for a short while at the teahouse not far ahead? I’ve already reserved a private room on the third floor, which is an excellent place to view the lanterns.” After saying this, Yun Ziheng bowed slightly, displaying impeccable manners.
He never asked Yuan Qingling why she had been distracted, nor did he curiously inquire what she was thinking about.
After all, in his mind, these were the girl's private matters, and it would be extremely inappropriate to ask about them rashly.
Yuan Qingling, who had initially felt somewhat embarrassed for being distracted in public, secretly breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing Yun Ziheng's calm and unperturbed expression.
Almost instinctively, she nodded and replied, "Okay!"
Upon seeing this, Xuezhi and Xueyin, who were standing to the side, couldn't help but exchange a glance.
When their eyes met, they seemed to understand the smile in each other's eyes.
Therefore, the two of them tacitly agreed not to bring up the idea of Yuan Qingling going back to rest early.
After all, in their eyes, their daughters' marriage was far more important than rest.
Moreover, whether in terms of talent or appearance, their daughter and this young master Yun are a match made in heaven, they are simply too perfect together.
Xuezhi was somewhat worried. Her young lady was, after all, a concubine's daughter, while the young master Yun was a figure from the clouds. Could these two really be together?
Xuezhi was nudged in the arm by Xueyin, and she quickly snapped out of her daze, helping her young mistress to follow.
After watching the crowd gradually disappear into the distance, Yun Ziyu turned around and struggled to squeeze into the crowd.
"Get out of the way! What are you doing wandering around here? Are you blind? Can't you see this is our young master's private territory?"
Then came another vicious curse: "Get the hell out of my way! Are you tired of living?"
It turned out that Xuan Dayu's attendant had discovered Yun Ziyu, who had suddenly appeared out of nowhere. Seeing that he was trying to force his way into the circle, he immediately stepped forward and stopped him without any politeness.
Yun Ziyu felt annoyed by this sudden obstruction and couldn't help but snort coldly.
"Hmph, you ignorant fools! Back when I was famous throughout the capital, your so-called young master was probably still playing in the mud in some back alley. How dare you act like a big shot in front of me? Let's see who's really tired of living!"
As he spoke, the two servants who had blocked his way suddenly turned pale, clearly not expecting that this seemingly weak young man could say such things.
Yun Ziyu, however, keenly noticed the subtle changes in their expressions, and the corners of her mouth turned up slightly, letting out a cold laugh inwardly.
They really are just a bunch of bullies who rely on others' power and influence.
At that moment, Fang Dayu, who had always been in the industry, finally couldn't hold back and spoke up.
He looked at Yun Ziyu standing outside the circle and sneered, "Oh ho, I didn't expect to actually run into someone who's not afraid of death today. What, are you planning to play the hero and save the damsel in distress?"
Fang Dayu's eyes turned cold, and his tone suddenly changed, "However, you should take a good look in the mirror and weigh yourself. With your skinny arms and legs, you think you can show off here? Who are you trying to make laugh at?" Fang Dayu's unrestrained mockery rang out.
"Yo ho!" A soft shout rang out.
Yun Ziyu looked at the person in front of him with a mocking smile, a slight smirk on his lips, and said sarcastically, "I really don't know who you're trying to make laugh at. Come, come, let me guess. Could it be your father, Master Fang, who spends all his time hoarding his vast fortune? Or perhaps some distant relative who's not even remotely related to your family? Hahahaha..."
After saying that, Yun Ziyu shook his head seriously, then casually reached out and picked at his ear.
At this moment, a servant standing in front of Yun Ziyu was seen with his eyes wide open in anger, trembling with rage.
He pointed a finger directly at Yun Ziyu and shouted vulgarities: "You arrogant bastard who doesn't know his place, how dare you spout nonsense here... Ah!"
However, his cursing stopped abruptly, replaced by an extremely shrill scream.
Just as he was getting into the swing of his rant, Yun Ziyu made a lightning-fast move, grabbing his outstretched finger and then pulling it off forcefully.
In an instant, the finger twisted and deformed like a tree branch, taking on a bizarre and terrifying shape.
The sudden, excruciating pain turned the servant's face ashen, and large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.
His eyes widened, his mouth gaped open as if an egg could fit inside, and his pig-like screams echoed throughout the street.
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