Mu Qing glanced at the sharp-looking young general Ji Wushuang and advised, "Being in an important position, caution is not wrong, but it must be measured. Avoid making hasty conclusions and think things through carefully. Without seeing the whole picture, it is still impossible to know right from wrong."
Ji Wushuang retorted, unconvinced, "If that's the case, how do you know since you haven't even seen the whole picture?"
Mu Qing was not angry upon hearing this. Instead, she smiled and said confidently, "I know."
"Heaven and earth bear witness."
The voice wasn't loud, but every word resonated with everyone present, inspiring awe and dispelling any doubt.
As if in response to his words, the originally clear blue sky was instantly filled with a rosy glow, making the boy's slender figure appear even more solemn and dignified, exuding an elusive and intangible aura.
Ji Wushuang opened her mouth, but ultimately couldn't utter any more words of rebuttal.
Mu Chengyu looked in the direction of Mu Qing and the other person, and inexplicably felt that although the two were clearly close at hand, they seemed to be at opposite ends of the earth.
In the end, Mu Chengyu still allowed Tao Wuqing to take Sima Huan's body away.
Mo Zhantian and his soldiers followed behind Tao Wuqing and his companion, helping Tao Wuqing find a place on a hillside near the northwest border to bury Sima Huan and erect an unmarked monument.
Mo Zhantian and his soldiers kowtowed to Sima Huan, then left with their men.
It was already evening when Gu Jixuan and Tao Wuqing returned to the Northwest Army camp.
Desert military camp
Mo Zhantian returned to the military camp with a distracted expression. As soon as he entered the tent, he saw Mo Bei'an waiting inside, and his previously uneasy heart suddenly calmed down.
She said with a pitiful expression, "Brother, why are you only arriving now?"
Mo Bei'an was so angry that he laughed. He thought about how he had been trapped in the room for more than two months and this fool didn't remember at all. He even dared to ask him why he was so late.
Mo Bei'an's anger, worry, and grievances accumulated over the past few days finally erupted at this moment. He grabbed Mo Zhantian and started punching and kicking him. Every punch landed hard, hitting wherever it hurt. Mo Zhantian dared not fight back or dodge, and stood there dumbfounded, letting him beat him.
It took a while before Mo Bei'an stopped.
Seeing Mo Zhantian with his face bruised and swollen, the anger in his heart finally dissipated.
He looked at his masterpiece with a smile and nodded with satisfaction.
Seeing that Mo Bei'an was laughing, Mo Zhantian stood there and grinned foolishly as well.
The movement aggravated the wound on his lip, causing him to wince in pain. The combination of the injury on his face and his contorted expression was strangely comical.
Mo Bei'an couldn't help but burst into laughter, and walked away in high spirits.
Mo Bei'an learned about the events on the battlefield from Mo A'man and Gu Li, and his feelings were complicated.
Her disdain for Mo Zhantian deepened, and she thought to herself, "So that idiot Mo Zhantian went to all that trouble, leading his troops into battle, and this is all he's accomplished..."
"This is hardly a battle between two armies; it's more like a friendly exchange of martial prowess between them."
"But this is for the best, at least it didn't lead to an irreversible situation." Thinking of this, he wanted to go back and beat up Mo Zhantian again.
Northwest Military Camp
At Mu Chengyu's invitation, Mu Qing and Murong Yu followed him back to the Northwest military camp.
On the way back to the military camp, Huangfu Hua kept staring at Murong Yu. Mu Qing's appearance had completely changed, but if you looked closely, Murong Yu still had some of the same features as before.
Huangfu Hua opened his mouth several times, but ultimately did not ask anything rashly.
Upon returning to the Northwest military camp, Mu Qing and Murong Yu learned from Mu Chengyu's self-introduction that he was Murong Zhi's son. They were surprised, but also felt a sense of realization that it was indeed true.
Mu Qing and Murong Yu then learned that during the ten-plus months they had spent on the Wilderness Continent, more than thirty years had passed in the Mortal Realm Dynasty.
That night, Tao Wuqing secretly slipped out of the tent as the night deepened. Gu Jixuan, who had been resting with his eyes closed, noticed and got up to follow him. Wuqing was acting very strangely today, and he was a little worried.
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