Ms. Diviner: The Prodigal Daughter's Return-Chapter 1054: This Scapegoat Is Too Heavy for Me to Bear

Mu Zeran and the others, who were just spitting blood and rolling around a moment ago, suddenly jumped up from the ground and snatched the silver notes from the others’ hands.

Fang Zijun shook his head, looking somewhat enviously at the silver notes in their hands. Suddenly, he felt that all his diligent cultivation seemed less promising than being a playboy, at least he’d have no worries about food and clothing.

"We’ve paid what we owed, so can we leave now?" Qiu Pinghao said pitifully to Mu Zexian after Fang Zijun and others left.

This time, they finally witnessed the prowess of the Capital’s playboys... no, to be accurate, their shamelessness. Their previous arrogance was nowhere to be seen.

"Wait, what about the gambling debts you owe me?" Ling Baobao stretched out his hand.

Qiu Pinghao and the others exchanged glances, then each took out a few silver notes from their inner pockets. Now they realized that Mu Hanyan wasn’t as isolated and friendless as they’d imagined, nor someone they could look down on, so they didn’t dare to cheat anymore.

"That’s more like it." Ling Baobao gave the notes a little shake, satisfied, and stuffed them into his pocket.

"Get lost, and if I see you disrespecting Brother Han Yan again, see how I deal with you." Mu Zexian glared fiercely at Qiu Pinghao and the others, saying.

"We wouldn’t dare, we wouldn’t dare." Qiu Pinghao and the others replied repeatedly, fleeing like lost dogs.

Watching their embarrassed figures, laughter erupted once more around them.

To be arrogant in the Capital is one thing, but to act up in front of Big Playboy Mu? Luckily, it wasn’t him who took action this time, or you wouldn’t be able to afford it even if we broke your bones.

Soon, Fang Zijun returned to the spectator’s stand and briefly recapped the previous incident.

Understanding the situation, the mentors from Long Yan Academy exchanged wry smiles.

This Mu Hanyan really knows how to stir up trouble. They hadn’t left for long, and already such a commotion.

Actually, they were wrongly blaming Mu Hanyan. This was clearly caused by Ling Baobao, or rather a self-inflicted wound by Qiu Pinghao and his cronies. But the Capital’s greatest playboy’s reputation is too prominent, as long as it’s related to Mu Hanyan, on whose head could it fall if not hers?

Mu Hanyan expressed, "This burden is too heavy, I can’t bear it."

The crowd replied, "If you don’t carry the blame, who will? As the Capital’s top playboy, you need to shoulder the ’responsibility’ of being the top."

Every time Long Yan Academy holds an entrance selection, it is packed with noble family’s sons gathering, and many playboys among them, so they are used to such incidents and don’t pay much mind.

However, they did become a bit more wary of Mu Hanyan: if someone like her really gets into the academy, who knows how much more trouble there will be, sigh...

"A bunch of idiots, daring to disrespect Brother Han Yan, luckily, this is just Long Yan Academy’s entrance selection, otherwise I’d break their legs." Mu Zexian and the others said while divvying up the loot, still a bit unsatisfied.

"I wish there were more of them, once we can earn tens of thousands of taels, it won’t be long before we’re rich," Mu Zeran said, digging out a watermelon from somewhere and munching on it expectantly.

"When did you all become so shameless?" Mu Hanyan looked at his body covered in watermelon juice and felt a chill.

"We learned it from you," Mu Zexian and the others said in unison.

Even Huayue and the others nodded repeatedly, indeed like the saying goes: those who are close to vermilion are red, and those close to ink are black. They hadn’t been in the Capital long, but a group of young playboys had already been led astray.

Mu Hanyan was speechless. Although she had used similar tactics before, she had never rolled around and wailed with watermelon juice splattered all over her body like them. She could hardly stand watching it. If Qiu Pinghao and the others hadn’t paid up in time and these guys hadn’t gotten up quickly from the ground, Lady Mu might have kicked them up.

But on the other hand, learning to use their brains is better than just shouting and fighting as they did in the past.

Mu Hanyan saw everything clearly earlier; these guys were punching and kicking while glancing sideways at the spectator’s stand. They stopped as soon as they saw someone coming, and their timing for falling was spot on.

"By the way, why did you come over?" Mu Hanyan asked.

"Oh, the Family Head asked me to deliver this to you," Mu Zexian took out a pile of small tokens and handed them to Mu Hanyan.

These were the number tokens for the selection. Every time Long Yan Academy holds its entrance selection, it attracts young heirs from An Yun’s various counties and even other countries to participate. Even though many just come to watch, the participants probably number in the tens of thousands. Without number tokens, it would become a chaotic mess.

Some ordinary children’s heirs without any backing had to queue for days just to get a number token, but with Mu Hanyan’s status, of course, she wouldn’t need to collect it herself.

"Thanks." Mu Hanyan took the tokens, kept one for herself, and distributed the rest to Huayue and the others. If they were selected by Long Yan Academy, it would be an opportunity for them.

Huayue and the others accepted the tokens generously, as they wished to follow Mu Hanyan, whether as servants or friends, naturally the stronger, the better.

"We don’t need it, we already got ours." When Mu Hanyan handed the tokens to Tang Bufan and Fen Qianji, they both shook their heads and showed their own tokens.

To Mu Hanyan’s surprise, they held tokens with numbers even before hers, showing they arrived at the square early to get them.

"Brother Han Yan, time is almost up. Let’s head over there," Mu Zexian checked the time and said to Mu Hanyan.

"Wait, give this back to you." Mu Hanyan took a few steps, then stopped, turned around, and handed the Heavenly Stone back to Ling Baobao.

"Why return it to me? Keep it, it’s a gift." Ling Baobao didn’t reach out, saying generously.

"Without this Heavenly Stone, how do you expect to deceive Pang Dezong? If he goes unscrupulously, how will you deal with it?" Mu Hanyan said, a bit annoyed.

To be honest, this Heavenly Stone, although useful in withstanding the pressure of a strong person, wasn’t of much use to her. She had the Divine Martial Refining Soul Technique and could activate it so that ordinary pressure posed little threat to her.

However, for Ling Baobao, it was more useful for bluffing. Pang Dezong had suffered a concealed loss today, and he certainly wouldn’t let it go. He would investigate Ling Baobao’s details secretly. Without the Heavenly Stone, if he couldn’t fool Pang Dezong, he wouldn’t know how he’d die.

"Don’t worry, he wouldn’t dare do anything to me," Ling Baobao still didn’t reach out, and said to Mu Hanyan, "Actually, this Heavenly Stone not only withstands the pressure of a strong person but also has other benefits. This benefit might not mean much to others, but it is most useful for you."