"You're courting death…" Cao Hao's hand went directly to the hilt of his sword.

"Young Prince, please don't cause a scene here, or we'll all be doomed." Yang Jun Song quickly stepped forward to stop Cao Hao.

In this team composed of four geniuses from Cheng Yu Country, Yang Jun Song was the most well-liked. He was always smiling, and even treated someone like Mo Wuji, a servant, without any arrogance.

Ji Chang He, the direct grandson of Marquis Fengcheng, also came forward to dissuade him. This place was a gathering point for many geniuses heading to Changluo to participate in the Leap Immortal Gate Assembly. Causing trouble here would, at best, result in being sent back and stripped of the qualification to participate. At worst, you would be killed directly. Even a prince from a vassal state would have no recourse if killed here. The geniuses of Cheng Yu Country were nothing in the Star River Empire.

Cao Hao snorted coldly, glared fiercely at Mo Wuji, and then turned to head into the tavern. It seemed he knew that fighting was not allowed here.

"Mo Wuji, don't think that just because you helped Miss, you can do whatever you want. If you dare to act so presumptuously again, just go back to Cheng Yu Country." Shao Lan, standing next to Han Ning, glared at Mo Wuji with dissatisfaction.

Han Ning's expression was unpleasant. Although she didn't say anything, she tacitly agreed with Shao Lan's words.

Mo Wuji smiled slightly, not caring. When he had just given Han Ning two Double Leaf Flame Grasses, Han Ning was genuinely grateful to him. But as time passed, this gratitude faded. This was also why Mo Wuji was unwilling to associate with the children of these large families. They were accustomed to being in high positions and were mostly arrogant. They didn't treat Mo Wuji, a fallen son, with equality, but with a condescending gaze.

They only smiled at you when you gave them benefits. Once the benefits were gone, the smiles disappeared, and they would never remember the favors they had received from you.

It was as if his ability to come to the Imperial Capital with Han Ning this time was a reward for his meritorious service. If he, Mo Wuji, made a mistake one day, this reward would be taken away at any time, or he would be punished. This kind of relationship, although not heartless, was a superior-subordinate relationship.

Mo Wuji came from Earth and naturally didn't agree with this hierarchy, so he would eventually part ways with Han Ning. Of course, before parting ways, he would still do his best for Han Ning. Han Sheng'an had saved his life, whether intentionally or unintentionally, whether it was repayment for a favor or not, he would repay it.

"Let's settle down first. We'll be staying here for at least three days." Han Ning took the lead and followed Cao Hao and the others into one of the taverns.

"Wait…" After Han Ning and Shao Lan entered the tavern, Mo Wuji and the other two were stopped.

"What do you mean, He?" Peng Mao Hua asked the man who stopped them, his face unpleasant.

Mo Wuji knew this guy; he was from Cao Hao's side and was called He Feng.

Han Ning also looked at Cao Hao not far away and asked in a deep voice, "Cao Hao, what is the meaning of this?"

Before Cao Hao could speak, a waiter from the tavern stood up with an apologetic expression and said, "Esteemed guests, I'm truly sorry, but the Yuehai Tavern doesn't have enough rooms at the moment. Your group of five only has one room. So, these three servants can only stay outside, or in the warehouse."

Han Ning turned her gaze to Yang Jun Song, "Yang Jun Song, these rooms were booked by your Yang family. Why is it that only my servants have no accommodation? Everyone else has accommodation?"

Cao Hao said indifferently, "There's no helping it. Everyone is arranged according to who entered the tavern first. I can't have my servants who came in first stay outside, right? There has to be a first come, first served basis."

Yang Jun Song's face was awkward, and he looked at Cao Hao with some difficulty and said, "Young Prince, we're all on the same team, how about everyone squeezes together?"

Cao Hao thought for a long time before reluctantly saying, "Alright then, I'll have my people squeeze together. I can only arrange one room, and this room can only accommodate two people. Hey you, aren't you very capable? My room doesn't welcome you."

Everyone knew that Cao Hao was specifically targeting Mo Wuji.

Han Ning was also a genius, even considered a Meridian Opening cultivator. Even if she didn't like Mo Wuji offending Cao Hao, she wouldn't remain silent, "Cao Hao, are you sure you want to do this?"

Everyone could feel that Han Ning was on the verge of erupting, but only Cao Hao seemed not to feel it, and still calmly said, "Sister Ning, my father and Old Prince Gong have a deep friendship. Otherwise, I wouldn't have taken you to meet Immortal Master Lu. In any case, I am very protective and concerned about Sister Ning. I also hope that Sister Ning won't let a servant cause some rifts in everyone's cooperation."

Han Ning, who was about to erupt, seemed like a punctured balloon after hearing Cao Hao's words, and once again fell silent. The anger that was about to ignite was also extinguished.

After a full few seconds, she turned back to Mo Wuji and said, "Wuji, please bear with it for these few days and set up a tent outside."

After speaking, she didn't say another word and turned to leave.

Mo Wuji smiled faintly; he didn't care at all. On the way to the Imperial Capital, he would do his best to help Han Ning. After arriving at the Imperial Capital, she, Han Ning, and he, Mo Wuji, would be unrelated people.

"Wuji, wait, I'll accompany you." Ding Bu'er said hurriedly, and then said to Han Ning, "Miss, I'll accompany Wuji."

"As you wish." Han Ning threw down a cold sentence and quickened her pace into the tavern.

Peng Mao Hua hesitated slightly, but still followed Han Ning and the others into the tavern.

After leaving the tavern, Mo Wuji patted Ding Bu'er's shoulder, "Bu'er, you have a guest room and don't sleep in it, why did you come out to set up a tent with me?"

Ding Bu'er smiled cheekily, "Wuji, do you think I can come here because of whose reputation? Isn't it because of you? I'm very clear about it. After arriving at the Imperial Capital, as long as Miss can be selected by the Immortal Gate, then there's nothing for me to do. Back in the Thunder Mist Forest, only you could find the Double Leaf Flame Grass, I don't think it was luck. I can't follow Miss, I can only follow behind you. Don't persuade me to go back, I don't believe that after arriving at the Imperial Capital, there are still people who want to go back."

"Bu'er, I see that you have a lot of promise, knowing to follow me." Mo Wuji joked.

"Mo Xinghe…" A crisp voice interrupted his conversation with Ding Bu'er.

"So it's Miss Wen, it's a pleasure to meet you, a pleasure to meet you. Miss Wen is still as ethereal as ever. But Miss Wen, can you call me by my real name? I've changed my name to Mo Wuji." After leaving Raozhou City, Mo Wuji no longer had the original restraint. Whether speaking or doing things, he no longer worried and feared, acting timidly. He didn't expect Wen Manzhu to also go to the Imperial Capital. Wen Manzhu shouldn't be coming as a servant or maid like him, but like Han Ning, to participate in the Leap Immortal Gate Assembly.

"Ah, that, Wuji, I'm afraid I'll be late, and all the good spots will be taken. I'll go set up the tent first, you guys chat first." Seeing Mo Wuji talking to Wen Manzhu, Ding Bu'er quickly excused himself. He knew a lot about Mo Wuji's affairs. He knew the awkward relationship between Mo Wuji and Wen Manzhu.

"Sorry, I forgot for a moment." Wen Manzhu said apologetically.

She had too many questions in her heart. She knew Mo Wuji better than anyone else. The last two times she saw Mo Wuji, she felt Mo Wuji's huge changes. If the first time at the Cheng Yu Guild, Mo Wuji made her feel a little strange, no longer a dough to be kneaded but a knife, then this time, this knife was completely unsheathed. Although she didn't understand what ethereal meant, she could guess that it meant beautiful.

"Wuji… I want to talk to you, is that okay?" Wen Manzhu said, in fact, she had wanted to talk to Mo Wuji for a long time.

But after Mo Wuji came up with the Nine Lives Healing, she heard that he had been holed up in the Prince Gong's mansion, never coming out, so she couldn't find him even if she wanted to. Moreover, she also heard her father say that the reason why Mo Wuji told everyone the Nine Lives Healing recipe for free was to protect himself.

She really couldn't understand why Mo Xinghe had changed so much after changing his name? Or did he change his name after changing?

Mo Wuji smiled nonchalantly, "If the handsome guy next to you doesn't mind, I can talk to you for as long as you want."