Chapter 699: 699 even he can’t remember who he is anymore
Mu Hanyan spread out the letter, and everyone who glanced at it was greatly surprised.
"It seems we’ll have to wait some days before heading to the capital," Mu Hanyan put away the letter and said lightly.
"Young Master, aren’t you worried at all?" Jiang Yuzhe asked, unable to see any sign of worry on Mu Hanyan’s face.
"Why should I worry?" Mu Hanyan said with a soft smile, "I was originally uneasy about leaving, which is why I asked you to stay. Now, I can rest completely assured."
Seeing the confident demeanor of Mu Hanyan, Jiang Yuzhe and the others seemed to realize something, their eyes lighting up.
How could they forget? Even Qu Shanling, the old god-man renowned for ages, sought his advice on the Star Divination Technique, perhaps he had already calculated things well in advance.
"Mu Cheng, come here," Mu Hanyan called to Mu Cheng, who was sparring with Mu Ze and others.
"Yes, Brother Han Yan." Mu Cheng, more grateful and respectful than the others, responded reverently.
"I will write two letters; you will deliver them personally," Mu Hanyan said and quickly wrote two letters after picking up the brush and ink from the table, and handed them to Mu Cheng.
"Mm." Mu Cheng took the letters without asking anything further, and left the Mu Residence.
Then, Mu Hanyan went to the Nanyan Commerce to meet Mu Nan, and after a brief discussion, Mu Nan hurriedly left.
Mu Hanyan returned to the Mu Residence and went straight to his father’s mansion.
It wasn’t until late at night that Mu Hanyan came out of the mansion. Instead of going back to his room to rest, he changed into a black outfit and leaped out from the back courtyard.
In the moonlight, Mu Hanyan’s face was cold as frost, and a long-absent air of sternness once again appeared around her.
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In the following half month, Mu Hanyan continued to cultivate and spar with Mu Ze and the others, being stricter than before, but otherwise, everything was much the same.
In Heishi City, all seemed calm, but only a few people knew that beneath the surface, turbulent undercurrents were swirling, like the brief calm before a storm.
"Why haven’t we made a move yet? Waiting like this is really making me anxious," Mu Hanyan said slowly, looking up at the unpredictable clouds in the sky.
Huayue and the others exchanged glances and smiled slightly, a strong fighting spirit appearing in their eyes.
The urgent sound of a bell rang out, and Mu Ze and the others stopped, surprised, and looked towards the direction of the council hall. Only during extremely urgent and significant occurrences would this ancient bell be rung.
Mu Hanyan and the others also stood up at the same time, their faces showing not surprise but excitement and anticipation: Had they really been waiting for this day for so long?
Soon, all the Mu Family’s disciples gathered in the spacious area outside the conference hall.
The Great Elder and two unfamiliar men, one old and one young, stood at the entrance of the hall, looking at everyone with an imposing demeanor.
"Great Elder, what happened?" Mu Ze and the others asked anxiously.
"Keep calm, you’ll know soon enough," the Great Elder said unhurriedly, his expression extremely excited.
Hearing the prolonged ringing of the alarm bell, Mu Ze and the others were all extremely anxious and worried, only to see that the Great Elder was calm and composed, suggesting that nothing serious had occurred, which led them to inwardly criticize: If it wasn’t urgent, why ring the alarm bell? Wasn’t that just making a fuss over nothing?
Of course, given the Great Elder’s long-standing authority, they dared not voice such thoughts.
"Great Elder, what is this? Why have you summoned everyone here?" Surrounded by several guards, Mu Rui’an walked over quickly and, seeing the chaotic gathering of the Mu Family’s disciples outside the conference hall, he frowned and demanded an explanation.
"Mu Rui’an, you have quite the nerve. The Family Head entrusted you with the Mu Family in Heishi City, hoping you would dedicate yourself to bring glory to the family, yet you resorted to using your office for personal gain and showed favoritism towards your own children. Do you really think that, once you leave the Capital, you are beyond the Zong Family’s control and can act as you please?" Instead of answering, it was the old man beside him who started berating with his beard blowing and eyes glaring.
Upon hearing the old man’s reprimand, everyone was startled. Who was this old man, daring to point fingers at Lord City Master?
"Who are you?" Mu Rui’an looked at the old man, also showing a puzzled expression.
"You unfilial descendant, it has only been a few years since you left the Capital, and you don’t even recognize me anymore," the old man started off with a severe scolding, expecting Mu Rui’an to be terrified and panic-stricken, but instead, he seemed completely clueless and couldn’t remember who the old man was, which made the old man feel very disappointed and then burst into furious shouting.
Beside him, the Great Elder also felt embarrassed. While he tried to harmonize with the old man’s scolding, standing tall and assuming a superior attitude, he now found it impossible to follow up with further reproach upon realizing Mu Rui’an did not remember his invited guest.
"Mu Rui’an, this is Lord Mu Yunshui, the Ninth Tributor of the Mu Family in the capital," the Great Elder could only patiently introduce the old man’s identity.
Learning about Mu Yunshui’s background, all the Mu Family’s disciples below stirred in uproar. It turned out that a representative from the Zong Family in the capital had arrived. Although they were all descendants of the Mu Family, the branch families of Mu Family, including the one in Heishi City, were nothing compared to the Zong Family’s direct descendants in terms of status.
This Mu Yunshui, as the Ninth Tributor of the Mu Family from the capital, held a position far superior to that of ordinary Zong Family descendants. After a brief commotion, everyone quieted down, looking worriedly at Mu Rui’an.
Since bad news often accompanies the arrival of such figures, they could clearly tell that this Lord Tributor had come to discipline Mu Rui’an.
These young descendants of the Mu Family, mostly still young and with little desire for power, had been influenced by the elders to initially disenfranchise Mu Rui’an’s family but now, even the Second Elder and the Third Elder had changed their attitude, so naturally, they followed suit.
Speaking of which, Mu Rui’an’s greatest weakness used to be his playboy son who was previously seen as a disreputable and unlearned scion. However, today’s Han Yan was no longer viewed as such; having become an idol worshipped by the younger generation of the Mu Family in Heishi City, their respect for Mu Rui’an was much greater than before. Naturally, they did not wish for an "outsider" to come and pick on their family head.
"So it’s Uncle Qi, why didn’t you say so earlier? It’s been over twenty years since I last saw you, I’ve totally forgotten what Uncle Qi looks like," Mu Rui’an said warmly.
Hearing Mu Rui’an’s words, Mu Yunshui’s expression finally improved somewhat. After all, the Mu Family was widely branched with too many relatives, both close and distant, to keep track of, and it had been over twenty years; it was normal for Mu Rui’an not to recognize him, so he couldn’t really blame him.
"We’re all family here, Uncle Qi can come whenever he wants, why create such a scene? Let’s all disperse," Mu Rui’an waved his hand and addressed the crowd.