These people are carefully selected, hold positions, receive state salaries, and have a unique status.
Murong gave an order, and all these people came to outflank Mu Yunhan and others with weapons in hand.
Mu Jie and Xiaomi looked solemn, and they were ready to fight to the death with Gou Sheng'er, Zhang Chongfeng and others.
Murong glared at Mu Yunhan with hatred and pleasure.
Are you afraid? If you are afraid, just beg for mercy!
Otherwise, just fight to the death and break the net!
"Tsk, tsk, you can't hold your breath and get irritated easily. No wonder such a good start can't last until the end."
Mu Yunhan didn't want to fight with Murong in the street. She smiled and said casually: "If I were you, I would calm down. After all, you have to be careful to protect the things you robbed."
"What did you say?" Murong's heart almost jumped out of her chest.
If she heard correctly just now, did Mu Yunhan say "robbed things"?
"Yes, and with your temperament, how long can you hide certain things?"
Mu Yunhan also approached Murong, his voice as low as a whisper.
Murong felt as if she had been bitten.
She looked at Mu Yunhan in horror.
The last bit of sunlight sank behind the tall city wall, leaving a trace of blood red in the sky.
Mu Yunhan's hair, cheeks, eyes, and even his smile all had an ominous blood-red color.
Murong felt an inexplicable feeling of fear.
This feeling of fear arose from her heart, and then extended like branches of a vine in all directions, entwining her whole body so densely that she could not breathe.
She wanted to ask Mu Yunhan what he knew, but her rationality told her not to ask anything.
She forced out a contemptuous smile: "Nonsense! What do I have to hide? Steal? It's my thing, why rob? I just took it back."
Mu Yunhan looked at her inscrutably.
The guards were getting closer and closer, and Mu Yunhan didn't look afraid or regretful at all, but instead smiled even brighter.
"Stop!" Murong finally raised her hand.
The guards saluted her and retreated to the side in unison.
"See you in three days." Murong smiled sinisterly at Mu Yunhan, turned around, and strode towards her car.
In the blink of an eye, everyone in the priest's palace was gone.
Even the old grandma who fainted before was carried away.
Mu Yunhan asked Xiaomi and Mu Jie: "Are you okay?"
"Very good." Xiaomi said regretfully, "I'm still not brave enough, and I'm not as smart as Mu Jie."
Mu Jie smiled and said nothing. Being a thug also requires you to assess the situation.
Some people can't move, and some people have to hurry up and do it.
"It doesn't matter. There will be plenty of opportunities for you to practice in the future. You will get familiar with it as you practice." Mu Yunhan lowered the car curtain and said, "Let's go back."
As the carriage moved, Mu Ying threw herself into her arms: "Sister, I was so scared just now, why aren't you scared?"
Mu Yunhan said: "When we meet on a narrow road, the brave will win. Why should I be afraid?"
If she has no support at all, she must be afraid.
But from today on, she has Mengshi, a lineage of princes, and Gu Fenglin behind her. Why should she be afraid?
Murong held her braid in her hand, and she also held Murong's——
Although she guessed that threat based on certain signs, it was almost certain that there must be a big problem between Murong and Gu Yilan.
Moreover, Murong was not afraid. Although she did not know the specific truth, it did not prevent her from being a good knife. (To be continued)