After the two entered the carriage, Wuming immediately exploded like a lit bomb.
He clutched a willow branch that had broken off from somewhere tightly in his hand, his eyes flashing with anger as he glared straight at Mo Beichen.
"What were you doing just now? Trying to fight?" The nameless voice was full of gunpowder, as if a fierce conflict could break out at any moment.
The willow branch in his hand trembled slightly with his excitement, as if revealing his inner unease and restlessness.
However, when faced with Wuming's questioning, Mo Beichen merely glanced at him indifferently before turning his gaze back to the book in his hands, completely ignoring the other person's meaning.
This indifferent attitude infuriated Wuming, and the anger in his heart burned even more fiercely.
"Even if it's a death sentence, there has to be an explanation!" Wuming couldn't help but raise his voice, a hint of anger in it.
He simply couldn't accept Mo Beichen's inexplicable behavior, nor could he understand why he was being treated this way.
He was just joking, it shouldn't be enough to get him assassinated like this, right?
Luo Xiuran, who had been watching the drama unfold, realized that if the situation continued to deteriorate, a fierce battle between the two would be inevitable.
Moreover, based on past experience, it is always the nameless one who suffers in every fight.
Thinking of this, Luo Xiuran couldn't help but feel pity for his poor good brother.
He tugged hard at Wuming's sleeve, his tone tinged with helplessness: "They didn't mean to make things difficult for you. The lady is fast asleep and probably hasn't woken up yet."
"Luckily, your thunderous voice didn't wake him, otherwise it probably wouldn't have been as simple as just using internal energy to scare him."
After listening to Luo Xiuran's words, Wuming suddenly realized that he was glad he had reacted quickly enough and hadn't woken up his wife, otherwise things would have been really difficult to handle today.
In recent days, Mo Beichen and I have been busy traveling around and have not had the opportunity to visit Yun Qingluo. As a result, we have even forgotten about the existence of this important person.
Even so, Wuming was still unwilling to give up.
He glared at Luo Xiuran with wide eyes, and angrily questioned, "Using internal force to scare me is one thing, but that's clearly an attempt to kill me! If I hadn't been agile, I'd probably be dead by now. And you're even siding with him!"
Luo Xiuran gasped.
He immediately retorted, "Hey, you're completely ungrateful! I was just trying to help you out, is that wrong? What, do you really want to spar with our leader? Haven't you learned enough lessons from being beaten before?"
Faced with Luo Xiuran's complaints, Wuming was speechless.
Feeling deeply unhappy, he could only turn his head away sullenly, casting his gaze out the window and ignoring the other person.
He reached out his right hand and gently lifted a corner of the heavy curtain, revealing the view outside the window.
Wuming squinted and looked carefully outside.
"Hmm? Something's not right... Did Feng Tianxing take the wrong turn? This isn't the way to our First Tower headquarters. Oh my god, why does this road feel increasingly remote?"
Wuming muttered to himself, a look of surprise appearing on his face.
As if he had suddenly discovered some earth-shattering secret, he abruptly ripped open the curtains, exposing the entire car window to everyone's view.
"Come and see, have we taken the wrong road?" Wuming turned around impatiently and shouted to Luo Xiuran and Mo Beichen beside him.
His voice was filled with doubt and urgency, as if he hoped to get a positive answer.
Upon hearing Wuming's call, Luo Xiuran quickly reached out and pulled back the curtains beside her.
He glanced quickly out the window and, as Wuming had said, the route was clearly wrong.
However, he was quite surprised by this situation.
After all, Feng Tianxing had been to the First Floor more than once, so he shouldn't have been able to remember the exact location wrong.
Filled with confusion, Luo Xiuran turned to look at Mo Beichen, who was sitting on the other side.
The latter remained expressionless, his face as calm as still water, as if he had no idea he was on the wrong track.
Noticing two gazes coming from the left and right, Mo Beichen said expressionlessly, "We are not going to the First Building."
"So where exactly are we going?" Wuming hurriedly asked, wondering to himself if something had gone wrong.
"Luo Luo specially prepared a gift for me. I'll just go and take a look."
Mo Beichen's tone remained calm, but for some reason, Luo Xiuran and Wuming sensed a hint of showing off in it.
Wuming snorted in dissatisfaction: "Hmph, he couldn't even utter a single word after coming out. I was worried for nothing, thinking something terrible had happened. If I had known, I wouldn't have come to join in the fun!"
It's absolutely disgusting!
Upon hearing this, Luo Xiuran's lips curled up slightly, revealing a faint smile, but he did not respond.
Mo Beichen raised an eyebrow and replied with a half-smile, "If you are willing, you can get married and start a family. I have not stopped you."
Wuming shuddered violently and waved his hands repeatedly, saying, "Enough, enough. Women cause too much trouble, and I can't handle them. Rather than spending time and energy dealing with them, it would be more carefree to roam freely among the mountains and rivers and ride horses at will."
After saying that, he turned his head away and refused to look at the two of them again.
Seeing this, Mo Beichen remained silent. After all, this was just his personal suggestion, and everyone has their own aspirations and pursuits.
Given this, he chose to give it full respect.
Not everyone is as lucky as I am to have found such a good partner and be together forever.
"Speed up!" Mo Beichen shouted loudly.
The sound echoed in the air, but received no response.
However, at that moment, the carriage suddenly accelerated, clearly indicating that someone had heard his command and put it into action.
Wuming couldn't help but exclaim, "He truly is the guardian deity of our Sumeru Continent! He's omnipotent and proficient in everything—absolutely amazing!"
“This is a force that has existed since the founding of the Sumeru Dynasty, passed down through generations, and is probably only stronger now,” Luo Xiuran added quietly.
Upon finally arriving at their destination, the two eagerly jumped off the carriage.
But then a scream rang out.
Mo Beichen's heart tightened. He threw down the book in his hand and quickly stepped out of the carriage.
Before he had even fully landed, his gaze was already fixed on the spot where Luo Xiuran and Wuming were.
Following their gaze, he was stunned for a moment.
What is this enormous thing?
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