In the Mu family's living room.
Wang Yanran sat in the guest seat. Her white robe accentuated her graceful figure and complemented her delicate and fair face. She was already a bit alluring.
At this moment, Yan Zhu, who was sitting beside her, had a face full of annoyance.
If it wasn't for the sake of helping Little Junior Sister break off the engagement, he wouldn't have condescended to come to such a small place.
Moreover, the other party was really arrogant. He actually dared to make them wait for so long.
He really didn't know what was good for him!
As she thought about it, Yan Zhu couldn't help but feel murderous. She secretly swore that she would let all the Mu family members die without a burial place.
After a long while.
Finally, the sound of footsteps could be heard from outside the hall.
"Haha."
"Niece Yanran, why didn't you tell us in advance that you were coming to the Mu family?”
"I'll let that brat Mu Chen pick you up.”
Great Elder Mu Qingyun laughed heartily and followed behind Mu Lang and Mu Chen.
Wang Yanran smiled and stood up to greet him.
When her eyes swept over Mu Chen, they flickered a few times before quickly returning to normal.
During the three years of Mu Chen's silence, the two of them had long become strangers and cut off contact.
One was a genius disciple of the Spirit Ruins grotto-heaven.
One of them was the useless young master of a small family in Qingyun Town.
The difference in status was like the difference between heaven and earth.
At this moment, Mu Chen's expression was as calm as water, as if he was an outsider.
It was just that ordinary people did not know what kind of killing intent was gathering in those pitch-black eyes!
"It happened in a hurry, so I came to visit rashly."
"I hope First Elder will not blame me."
Wang Yanran had known Mu Chen since she was young.
He was no stranger to the higher-ups of the Mu family.
"What are you talking about?"
"It's like you're at home here.”
"If there's anything, let's talk after lunch.”
Mu Qingyun clapped his hands. Then, a few maids carried plates of delicacies and teacups into the hall and placed them on the guest tables.
"This is a spiritual tea picked from the North Sea Highlands. It has the effect of calming the heart.”
"Niece Yanran, why don't you try?"
"Oh right, who is this?" Mu Qingyun looked at Yan Zhu.
As for the black-robed elder behind him, he naturally recognized him.
He was the strongest person in the Wang Clan other than the Clan Leader, Third Elder Wang Xuanfeng, with a cultivation at the eighth level of the Origin Core Stage!
"Oh."
"I haven't introduced him. He's my senior brother in the Spirit Ruins Grotto-heaven, Yan Zhu.”
"The eldest disciple of Perfected Zi Yang."
Wang Yanran deliberately emphasized her tone.
Mu Qingyun naturally understood what she meant.
He laughed coldly in his heart, but he did not show it on his face. He praised,"So you're Reverend Zi Yang's disciple.”
"No wonder he has the cultivation of the Yuan Dan stage at such a young age.”
"Your future is limitless."
Yan Zhu acted as if he didn't hear his words. He still had that arrogant attitude.
Here.
The atmosphere instantly became awkward.
Mu Chen sat on the chair and looked at the scene coldly without saying a word.
On the other hand, Mu Lang was drinking the spiritual tea as if nothing had happened. He felt extremely comfortable.
Not only did the Northern Sea Spiritual Tea taste good, but it could also increase the spiritual energy in one's body.
It was indeed a good thing.
This atmosphere lasted for quite a while.
Wang Yanran finally couldn't sit still and asked.
"Yanran has come this time because she has something to ask of Clan Leader Mu.”
"I wonder if Great Elder can invite him out to meet.”
As expected!
Was he about to get to the main topic?
Mu Qingyun's eyes moved slightly, pretending to be troubled.
"This…"
"What a coincidence. The patriarch is currently dealing with important matters in the clan and probably has no time to spare.”
"If you have anything to say, feel free to tell me.”
Wang Yanran was not surprised by his answer and continued.
"I'm afraid the Great Elder can't make the decision.”
"I came to the Mu family to break off the engagement with Mu Chen.”
"That year, it was also decided by Clan Leader Mu Shenchuan.”
"Break off the engagement?"
Mu Qingyun narrowed his eyes." It seems like the rumors in Qingyun Town are true…"
"That's right." Wang Yanran's pretty face was calm as she said indifferently.
Mu Qingyun snorted coldly, and his attitude changed drastically.
"In that case, please wait a little longer.”
"When our clan leader is done with his matters, he will naturally receive you.”
As soon as he finished speaking.
Yan Zhu, who was standing at the side, suddenly flew into a rage and smashed the teacup in his hand.
"Hmph, a mere clan leader of an unranked clan. What arrogance.”
"How dare you make the people of my Spirit Ruins grotto-heaven wait bitterly? It's fine if you don't have Dao Comprehension Tea Leaves, but you even brought these trash spirit tea over.”
"Is this how you treat your guests?!”
In an instant, the air was filled with the smell of gunpowder.
Mu Qingyun and Mu Chen's expressions were cold. The spiritual energy in their bodies was ready to be released.
There were signs that he would attack if there was any disagreement.
At this moment, Mu Lang could tell that the situation was not right.
He knew that it was time for him to make a move.
In the next second, he slowly stood up and walked to Yan Zhu with disrespectful steps. He overturned the dishes and teacups on his table.
"So what if it's a Spirit Ruins grotto-heaven?"
"No abalone for you to eat?"
"There's no Eight Treasures Chicken for you to eat?"
"I just asked you to wait for a while, and you're already nagging here!”
"Drink Dao Comprehension Tea Leaves and eat sh * t!”
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