Ms. Diviner: The Prodigal Daughter's Return-Chapter 1052: A Group of Young Playboys, True Heirs of Han Yan’s Legacy
"Such people value their reputation most, and would never easily lower themselves to act against juniors. They are also exceedingly cautious, fearing that they might inadvertently offend a powerful figure and ruin a lifetime of effort. So, unless absolutely necessary, they won’t make a move," said Ling Baobao, with a look of disdain.
Even Han Yan had to admit, this guy’s Star Divination Technique wasn’t learned in vain. Whether his predictions are accurate is another matter, but at least his judgment of people seems quite spot-on. Pang Dezong, bound by his status and also refrained by the presence of Heavenly Stone, would definitely not act rashly against Ling Baobao without understanding the latter’s background, no matter how angry or resentful he might be. 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂
Huayue and Zirong, along with others observing Ling Baobao, couldn’t help but admire him. Earlier, when they saw him mercilessly humiliating Pang Dezong and Zhengying Academy, they were worried, but they didn’t expect him to have a well-thought-out plan and act boldly.
"Besides, fortune favors the bold. If you’re unwilling to sacrifice a small goat, how can you trap the wolf... Hey, don’t run, after losing the bet you want to run? No way!" While everyone was quietly contemplating, Ling Baobao suddenly dashed out, grabbing a few well-dressed, slick young men, and shouted loudly.
"Let go, what are you doing? Do we know you? If you keep spouting nonsense, we’ll be rude," said the young men impatiently.
From their accents, they didn’t seem to be sons of the Capital nobility. Judging by their attire, they’re probably playboys from some noble family in a county, not taking Ling Baobao seriously.
"What, lost the bet and now don’t want to acknowledge it? We clearly agreed earlier that if I succeed in shaming Pang Dezong, each of you would owe me ten thousand taels of silver. Now you’re pretending not to know me?" Ling Baobao sneered.
Han Yan and others could only face-palm. All those Star Divination Techniques, face reading, and bone reading were nothing but bluffing. Perhaps it was true that fortune favors the bold. This guy dares to gamble on Pang Dezong’s reputation; his courage really is something extraordinary.
"Get lost, who the hell knows who you are?" one of the playboys said arrogantly.
"Don’t know me, but you should at least recognize this IOU, right?" Ling Baobao took out a note and waved it.
One quick-eyed playboy immediately snatched the IOU from his hand, tore it to shreds in seconds.
"What IOU? What IOU? I didn’t see anything," he said, tossing the paper pieces like confetti and smiling mischievously.
"Yeah, what IOU? How come we didn’t see anything?" the others laughed shiftily.
"Trying to scam us? Know who we are? Stay out of the way, or you’ll pay for it," they taunted after laughing.
Seeing this, everyone knew these fellows lost the bet and were being dishonest. Daring to gamble on Pang Dezong’s reputation, it’s likely these playboys have some background, possibly backed by an influential family.
But regardless of their background, they shouldn’t be acting so arrogantly in the Capital. Do they really think the citizens here are fools or blind? Seeing their arrogant demeanor, the surrounding crowd looked on with contempt.
"So, you’re really going to renege on your debt?" Ling Baobao wasn’t angry, pointing to Han Yan with an audacious tone, "See, this is my brother, the Capital’s number one playboy, Han Yan. Dare to welch on your debt, be careful, he might beat you until even your parents can’t recognize you."
Han Yan had several lines of frustration appear on her forehead. No wonder this guy immediately acted all friendly and chummy, turns out he was trying to show off with borrowed authority. She had pulled this kind of stunt before, but she never imagined she’d be the one being used as the borrowed authority someday.
"Hmph, he’s just a family discard. Why should we be afraid of him?" one of the slick-haired playboys mumbled quietly.
They’d heard Zhao Sinin’s words earlier. Seeing Han Yan, a son of a noble family, mingling with commoners, they quite agreed with Zhao Sinin’s assessment and weren’t particularly afraid of her.
"What Capital’s top playboy, without family backing, isolated in the Zong Family, let’s see how long he can be smug," another playboy, bolder, taunted directly.
"What did you say?" Huayue, Zirong, and Jiang Yuzhe stepped forward simultaneously.
"What do you want to do? Let me tell you, today is the grand admission selection day for Long Yan Academy. If you dare to make a move in front of all these people, watch out for the consequences," the playboys, sensing the murderous aura from Huayue and Zirong, got a bit nervous. However, glancing around at the crowd, they still spoke brazenly.
"Snap!" As soon as the words fell, a palm landed on a playboy’s head.
"Who... who the hell dared to hit me?" the playboy turned around fiercely.
Before his words finished, a big foot kicked him square in the face, revealing Mu Zexian’s audacious face.
"Beat them up," Mu Zexian ordered, and dozens of Mu Family playboys rushed forward, launching a barrage of punches and kicks at those few.
"Stop, stop, I am Qiu Pinghao from the Qiu Family in East State County!"
"I am Wu Jiaming from the Wu Family in Anyang County!" The playboys, used to being domineering in their own counties due to their family background, couldn’t withstand such a beating for long and quickly identified themselves.
"What Qiu Family, Wu Family? Never heard of them. Keep hitting," Mu Zexian shrugged, hitting even harder.
Thus, the plaza was soon filled with the sound of ghostly wails and wolfish howls.
"Zexian, stop," Han Yan frowned and whispered to Mu Zexian.
She knew that Mu Zexian and the others acted because they couldn’t tolerate Qiu Pinghao’s disdain toward her. But since this was the Long Yan Academy’s major selection event, making a scene might not end well, and she didn’t want to get them in trouble.
"Don’t worry, it’s fine," Mu Zexian winked at Han Yan, then continued his onslaught.
Though the plaza was bustling, the wails sounded particularly piercing, attracting attention.
The mentors from Long Yan Academy had just arrived at the reviewing stand. Hearing the cries, they turned to look, immediately spotting Han Yan amidst the commotion.
Is this situation related to her again?
"Fang Zijun, go see what’s happening?" one mentor instructed a disciple who was serving as a guard.
Fang Zijun bowed, led a few juniors, and rushed quickly toward Han Yan’s direction.
"I’ve had enough, I’ll fight you to the end!" Even clay dolls have some temper. The playboys from the outer counties, hurt and in pain, found some courage, jumping up and charging at Mu Zexian and the others.
Just then, Mu Zexian and his group suddenly froze, as if immobilized by a spell, stood still, and the surrounding crowd fell quiet as well.
The playboys, filled with righteous fury and vengeful thoughts, didn’t notice the change and charged at the nearest Mu Family disciple, but before their fists landed...
"Ah!" Their screams echoed as Mu Zexian and others fell like dominoes.
"Stop! It’s Long Yan Academy’s enrollment selection day, and you dare to assault people!" A furious shout rang out.
"Stop, stop what?" The playboys stared dumbfoundedly at their own fists, "Since when did we become so strong that just the wind from our punches can make people scream?"
Zirong and others were stunned, these guys seemed to have inherited their family seniors’ true skills and applied them so quickly. The Mu Family’s genes truly are formidable.
