Ms. Diviner: The Prodigal Daughter's Return

”Brother Han Yan, let’s go, we still have important matters to attend to,” Mu Ze said with a cold face.

”I’m grateful for everyone’s kindness, but I have important matters to deal with. Next time, I’ll be the host and treat you all to a good drink,” Mu Hanyan said in a manner quite befitting a tycoon.

With tens of thousands of silver notes tucked away and another couple hundred thousand due soon, Lady Mu indeed had the capital to be generous.

However, such extravagance was also quite fitting for her playboy identity.

”Let’s go!” Seeing Mu Hanyan ready to squander the family wealth as the playboy she was, Mu Ze was even more displeased and spoke with a stern face.

Mu Hanyan bade everyone farewell and squeezed out of the crowd. The group led their horses and prepared to leave Xiaoyang City, a place of potential trouble that Mu Ze definitely did not want to linger in. Mu Hanyan still wore a smiling face, not the slightest bit concerned with the hostile attitudes of Mu Ze and the others. Why bother with a bunch of brats? Putting them in their place would be an easy task. But Mu Hanyan always remembered the unwritten family code of the Mu Family: ’united we stand, presenting a unified front.’ This was the key to the Mu Family’s prosperity.

But should there be traitors within the family, Mu Hanyan wouldn’t be so magnanimous as she was today.

Just as Mu Hanyan and her group were about to leave, a sudden change occurred.

”Mu Ze, long time no see, you’ve become more imposing,” a mocking voice rang out at that moment as a figure blocked their path.

He was a sixteen- or seventeen-year-old youth, holding a folding fan and dressed in white, carrying an air of elegance but with clearly hostile intent in his eyes.

”Jiang Yuzhe!” Mu Ze’s expression changed, and Mu Yuying’s face also turned pale behind him.

Jiang Yuzhe, Mu Hanyan’s eyes narrowed slightly.

Ghost Sword Jiang Yuzhe, a figure from another space and time, was as notorious as Demon Sword Zirong, a star of calamity well known far and wide.

In her previous life, Mu Hanyan, after becoming a Sword Master, had clashed with him and nearly suffered a loss, leaving a deep impression.

What’s he doing in Xiaoyang City? And it seems like he has some issues with Mu Ze and Mu Yuying. Mu Hanyan had never been interested in these matters previously, so she didn’t know what the grudge between them entailed.

”Mu Ze, do you remember what I told you? Don’t let me see you again, or it will be a fight every time we meet,” Jiang Yuzhe snapped his folding fan shut and said coldly to Mu Ze.

”Jiang Yuzhe, wasn’t the issue resolved last time? What do you mean by this?” Mu Ze said aggressively, clearly lacking confidence.

”What exactly is going on?” Mu Hanyan whispered to Mu Nan. Things she didn’t know about, this clever and perceptive would definitely be aware of. She wasn’t interested in their grudge so much as in Jiang Yuzhe himself. Wasn’t this the guy from her past life not an ordinary character, able to be mentioned in the same breath as that scoundrel Zirong?

Yes, in Mu Hanyan’s mind now, Zirong was quite the scoundrel. His brown-nosing was reaching new heights, so much so that it even made her feel inferior. And his shamelessness was astounding, growing bolder after following her. But let it be known, it wasn’t Lady Mu’s problem—it was all his own self-taught disgrace! Mu Hanyan hypnotized herself internally, denying Zirong became more shameless by following her.

”Heh heh, the brother-in-law came knocking on our door, what else could it be?” Mu Nan looked on with an attitude of watching a good show. He had been dissatisfied with Mu Ze and the others for a while and would rather they learned their lesson through some hardship.

”Brother-in-law?” Mu Hanyan was even more baffled.

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