Chapter 638: Chapter 73: What a Spectacular Show!

"What! He wants to marry Xuewu? Is he worthy?" Before Sang Lanruo and the surprised Sang Xuewu could speak, Sang Yichen was the first to oppose!

Hearing Sang Yichen’s words, Mu Luofeng’s face changed immediately, and he asked, "Who are you? Is it up to you to say whether I can marry Sang Xuewu?"

"Luofeng, do not be rude," Mu Chen interrupted.

However, it seemed to have no effect.

Sang Yichen sneered, "I am Sang Xuewu’s brother, do you think it’s my place to speak?"

Mu Luofeng was taken aback and immediately put on a different face: "So it’s the future brother-in-law."

"Bah! Don’t make it sound so close, I don’t know you that well," Sang Yichen scolded coldly.

"I will not marry you," Sang Xuewu also said coldly.

...

Fusha City’s sandstorm made it hard for people to open their eyes, and pedestrians on the road always walked hurriedly.

Two spiritual beast cars, one in front and one behind, slowly drove into the city gate of Fusha City. From inside the carriage, a heavily covered curtain was lifted slightly, revealing a pair of curious eyes observing the outside environment.

"Cough, cough." After just one look, she quickly lowered the curtain and coughed uncomfortably. "The sandstorm in Fusha City is really big."

Her words were addressed to the person sitting farthest inside.

The person who had been resting with eyes closed slowly opened them because of her words. However, she did not care whether the sandstorm in Fusha City was big or not; instead, she focused her gaze on a woman beside her, who was exuding a fierce aura.

"Miss Su, are you alright?" she asked.

Su Nuannuan was startled, suppressed the hostility on her body, turned her gaze toward her, and shook her head gently. "Rest assured, Master Mu, I will not act recklessly."

Mu Qingge was silent for a moment, then said to her: "Miss Su, don’t worry, I will definitely give you an explanation today."

"Thank you, Master Mu. If you help me avenge this hatred, my life will be yours," Su Nuannuan saluted Mu Qingge.

Mu Qingge just smiled and shook her head, "Your enemy happens to be my enemy as well, it’s just convenient." How dare Mu Luofeng frame her? Even if Su Nuannuan didn’t hold him accountable, she wouldn’t forget.

A sharp gleam flashed in Mu Qingge’s crystal-clear eyes, and a smirk appeared on her lips, filled with heavy sarcasm.

"Fusha City is big, how will we find him?" Jiang Li furrowed her brows and asked.

That Mu Luofeng actually came to Fusha City? This indeed surprised Mu Qingge.

To Jiang Li’s question, Mu Qingge appeared very calm, "No rush, wait for the High Priest’s news." Mu Luofeng was also a candidate of the Mu Clan, and with the High Priest’s predictive abilities, he could definitely find his location.

At this moment, in the spiritual beast car behind, there were only Mei Zizhong and the High Priest.

Mei Zizhong sat quietly, watching the High Priest intently as he repeatedly calculated with several special pieces of jade.

The two spiritual beast cars wandered aimlessly through the streets and alleys of Fusha City, waiting for the High Priest’s final prediction.

After a while, the High Priest’s eyes suddenly opened wide, bursting with brilliance. "I have not failed my mission!"

"Found it?" A rare hint of concern appeared on Mei Zizhong’s usually calm and placid face. In his heart, he also harbored murderous intent toward those who dared to slander and frame Mu Qingge.

The High Priest exhaled a breath of turbid air and nodded.

On the street of Fusha City, the two spiritual beast cars suddenly stopped. The rear car bypassed the front one and took the lead, and the two spiritual beast cars proceeded again.

...

Fusha City, Sang Family.

In the main hall, Mu Luofeng’s face was extremely ugly. He came personally to propose, yet he was rejected? He was the young master of the Mu Clan, destined for greatness, and today, coming to propose to the daughter of a declining Sang Family was already giving them enough face!

Who would have thought that the people in front of him would be so ungrateful!

Especially that Sang Xuewu, thinking she’s so beautiful, dares to reject him?

This time out, Mu Luofeng never thought he would be rejected. Now his complexion was exceedingly sinister, carrying a hideous expression.

"Sang Family Head..." At this moment, Mu Chen stood up. He did not speak to Sang Lanruo, but to King Sang Shun, who was sitting in the main seat.

King Sang Shun raised his hand to interrupt him, his deep eyes looking at his daughter, and asked in a deep voice, "Lanruo, what do you think of this marriage?"

This sentence indicated that Sang Xuewu’s marriage was to be decided by Sang Lanruo.

In an instant, everyone’s eyes were attracted to her.

Mu Luofeng looked at Sang Lanruo, hiding some evil thoughts in his eyes. He asked, "And this is..."

"She is the mother of Xuewu and Yichen," the Second Elder of the Sang Family answered for him.

’So she is Sang Xuewu’s mother! If I can’t get the daughter, being their stepfather would be great too! Sang Lanruo may be older, but her charm is unmatched by younger women!’ Mu Luofeng thought lecherously to himself, with lascivious eyes fixed on Sang Lanruo.

"Xuewu is still young, it’s not yet time for marriage," Sang Lanruo replied with neither humility nor arrogance. Her meaning was clear—she was rejecting him outright.

Though she had been out of the loop for a while, her eye for people remained strong.

Mu Luofeng, though sharing a surname with her husband’s family, lacked any semblance of the Mu Family’s demeanor. His eyebrows betrayed frivolity, his eyes shifted restlessly, and his intentions were impure. He was not a suitable match at all! How could she marry her daughter off to someone like him?

"Madam, our young master is truly outstanding, and he is the same age as Miss Xuewu. Wouldn’t you consider it again?" Mu Chen interjected once more.

"No need, Xuewu will not marry," Sang Lanruo refused without hesitation. She took Sang Xuewu’s hand and turned to leave. "Let us go."

"Stop!"

Just as Mu Chen was about to persuade them, Mu Luofeng suddenly spoke up.

The tone of his voice made King Sang Shun and the others frown slightly.

"How presumptuous! Even a nameless junior dares to be so arrogant in my Sang Family!" King Sang Shun exclaimed sternly.

Mu Luofeng was frightened for no reason at this reprimand and shrank behind Mu Chen, shouting, "Uncle, protect me!"

His display made Mu Chen and Mu Peng deeply disappointed. With this demeanor, he still wanted to marry?

But, since Mu Luofeng was their young master after all, no matter how inferior, they couldn’t let him be bullied by outsiders. Mu Chen shielded Mu Luofeng behind him and said to King Sang Shun, "Sang Family Head, why would you bother with a junior?"

He infused his words with spiritual power, making everyone’s ears tingle.

Originally, Sang Yichen was mocking Mu Luofeng for embarrassing himself, but the sudden shock of the voice changed his expression, and he looked at Mu Chen in surprise.

Perhaps he didn’t expect such a formidable expert around Mu Luofeng.

If they insisted on forcibly marrying Xuewu, what could be done?

Sang Yichen’s eyes darted, pondering countermeasures in his heart. Beside him, Sang Xuewu and Sang Lanruo, the mother and daughter, huddled together, watching Mu Chen with wary eyes.

"Hmph," King Sang Shun snorted coldly. His aura wasn’t much inferior to Mu Chen’s.

The two of them had an invisible bout, ending in a draw. King Sang Shun was secretly alarmed, his face turned serious. "Are you planning to intimidate my Sang Family?"

"You misunderstand, Sang Family Head. We sincerely wish to marry. Even if the marriage doesn’t succeed, we won’t become enemies," Mu Chen hurriedly explained.

The Third Elder of the Mu Family spoke with a harsh tone, "Since you’ve rejected us, why do you keep forcing us?"

"We’re not," Mu Peng also stood up and said.

For a moment, the atmosphere between the two sides was tense and on the verge of a confrontation.

At this moment, Mu Luofeng poked his head out from behind Mu Chen and said, "I said stop, but it’s not necessarily to marry Sang Xuewu. I want to say..." His eyes quickly scanned Sang Lanruo before saying, "If Sang Xuewu is unwilling to marry me, I won’t force it."

That statement was decent, earning an approving nod from Mu Chen.

Originally, as people of the Mu Family, even if a marriage proposal was rejected, they should handle it with magnanimity and grace.

However, the next words of Mu Luofeng infuriated him to the point he almost wanted to slap this bastard to death!

"But, after seeing someone today, I’ve fallen in love at first sight. May I propose to her?" Mu Luofeng said.

"Who is it?" the Second Elder of the Sang Family frowned and asked.

Mu Luofeng straightened his back behind Mu Chen and shouted loudly, "It’s Sang Xuewu’s mother!"

"What did you say!"

"Are you looking for death, boy!"

"Mu Luofeng, shut up!"

As soon as he said this, it stirred a commotion in the main hall.

Everyone from the Sang Family glared at him angrily. Mu Chen and Mu Peng wished they could knock him out and take him away.

Just moments ago, they were proposing to the family’s daughter, and now they wanted to marry the mother? Is there anyone so shameless in this world?

"You degenerate, prepare to die!" Sang Yichen, overwhelmed with anger, directly attacked Mu Luofeng.

Sang Lanruo was both ashamed and furious, Mu Luofeng’s words felt like an enormous humiliation to her! Sang Xuewu tightly embraced her mother, preventing her from collapsing in anger. Her cold, beautiful eyes filled with killing intent as she looked at Mu Luofeng.

Sang Yichen’s attack was blocked by the guard brought by Mu Chen and his group.

In response, the guards of the Sang Family immediately rushed in, drawing their weapons and pointing them at Mu Chen’s group.

King Sang Shun slowly stood up from his seat, his face darkened, brimming with killing intent. He looked at Mu Chen’s group and said, "Today, none of you will leave the Sang Family alive."

His words incited even more Sang Family guards to surround Mu Chen and his group tightly.

"Family Head Sang, please calm down. This is our fault, and we will discipline him properly when we return," Mu Chen hurriedly said. With this, he suppressed his inner anger and instructed Mu Luofeng, "Why haven’t you come out to apologize to Family Head Sang and Madam?"

Mu Luofeng felt he had done nothing wrong. He confidently retorted, "It is true! They bear her surname, and we don’t see the husband in such an important matter as a proposal. I suppose either the husband is dead, or they’ve divorced. Now I am willing to marry her, which is a good thing. How can such a beauty be left to wait alone for life?"

"You! Will you not shut up!" Mu Chen couldn’t help it and slapped Mu Luofeng hard across the face.

Sang Lanruo’s face turned even paler at Mu Luofeng’s words.

She struggled out of her daughter’s embrace, grabbed a sword from a nearby guard, and stabbed directly at Mu Luofeng, shouting furiously, "Shameless thief, give me your life!"

Sang Lanruo’s cultivation, when she left the Middle Ancient Realm, was already at the Gray Realm Fifth Layer. After nineteen years back, although she hadn’t practiced, her spiritual power accumulated over time had broken through to the Silver Realm, now at Silver Realm First Layer.

The force she unleashed in anger was not something the guards brought by Mu Chen could withstand.

In an instant, her attack broke through the defense, and the sharp, cold sword tip pressed straight towards Mu Luofeng’s face, leaving him no avenue to escape.

Mu Luofeng stumbled backward in fright, but Mu Peng intervened at this moment, an Iron Palm crossing in front of Mu Luofeng, blocking Sang Lanruo’s deadly strike.

Though the lethal attack was thwarted, Sang Lanruo didn’t relent and immediately tangled with Mu Peng.

One fought out of rage, while the other defended from culpability.

Mu Peng dared not truly fight back, only passively defending, moving from the main hall to the plaza outside, which connected to the Sang Family’s main gate.

The sound of the fierce battle could be heard even outside the door.

"Mother—!" Sang Xuewu shouted worriedly, rushing out with Sang Yichen.

At this motion, everyone spilled outside, whether they were from the Sang Family or Mu Chen’s group, they crowded out the door, descending onto the plaza and standing upon it.

"Surround them!" Sang Shun ordered, and the Sang Family quickly encircled Mu Chen’s group.

At this moment, Mu Luofeng was still shouting at Mu Peng, "Mu Peng, don’t hurt her!"

The furious Mu Chen struck him again, delivering another slap to his face, causing blood to spill from his lips.

Mu Luofeng held his cheek, his gaze dark and terrifying, yet under Mu Chen’s angry stare, he made no retort.

...

Two Spiritual Beast Cars slowly arrived and stopped outside the Sang Family gate.

From the front car, Mei Zizhong and the High Priest alighted and walked to the rear Spiritual Beast Car.

"Young Master, the person you seek is within this house ahead," the High Priest stood outside the car, respectfully speaking to Mu Qingge inside.

The tightly closed car door opened, and Xuan Ya and Xie Ya emerged successively, then Mu Qingge bent down and stepped out, standing before the Spiritual Beast Car.

Behind her, Jiang Li and Su Nuannuan followed in order to exit.

"The Sang Clan..." Mu Qingge looked up, noticing the ancient plaque on the large doorway, murmuring softly.

She hadn’t expected Mu Luofeng to actually be inside the Sang Family House.

Lowering her insightful gaze, Mu Qingge turned to Su Nuannuan and said, "To prevent him from becoming desperate, please, Miss Su, disguise yourself temporarily and come out once I call for you."

Su Nuannuan silently nodded.

Jiang Li handed her a black cloak, she reached out and took it, draping it over herself, completely hiding her shape and appearance beneath the cloak.

"There seems to be sounds of fighting inside." Suddenly, Xie Ya furrowed her brow and spoke.

With her reminder, everyone else also heard the indistinct sounds of fighting emanating from the Sang Family House.

Meanwhile, on the plaza, separated by the gate, Sang Lanruo grew more and more frenzied, making it increasingly difficult for Mu Peng to defend entirely. Helpless, he had to attack.

His intention was to separate the two, allowing both to cool down and cease this senseless battle.

However, as he struck with his Palm Force, Sang Lanruo chose not to dodge, continuing to attack him.

By the time he wished to withdraw his palm, it was already slightly late; the fierce Palm Force, mixed with Spiritual Energy, struck Sang Lanruo’s shoulder directly, causing her sword to fall, and she herself flew over the wall.

In an instant, she vanished from sight.

This scene caused Mu Peng’s and Mu Chen’s faces to change drastically. King Sang Shun, Sang Xuewu, and Sang Yichen also showed expressions of shock.

Apart from Mu Chen’s group, being surrounded by Sang Family guards, unable to move recklessly, the others chased outside the gate.

Mu Qingge and her group, standing outside the Sang Family gate, suddenly saw a slender figure falling from the air, scattering tiny blood stains across the sky.

Initially, Mu Qingge hadn’t intended to meddle, but given that the falling person’s trajectory was directly towards where she stood.

To avoid being struck, in that fleeting moment, Mu Qingge reached out to catch the falling person, drawing them into her embrace.

This was the moment when the tightly shut Sang Family gate swung open, and a group of people rushed out from inside. They saw two Spiritual Beast Cars parked outside the gate, a group standing outside, alongside Sang Lanruo, who was injured and now held in the arms of a ’man’ in a red robe standing at the forefront.

This scene compelled everyone springing out from the Sang Family to halt.

Mu Peng recognized the person holding Sang Lanruo, his eyes constricting sharply, dropping to his knees and exclaiming loudly, "Qingge Young Master!"

The cold and stern face of Mu Qingge slowly scanned the crowd standing before the gate. Naturally, she saw Mu Peng and heard his cry of ’Qingge Young Master,’ but merely ignored it.

She also saw Sang Xuewu, Sang Yichen, as well as the Third Elder from the Sunset Grassland. Aside from them, there were two more individuals she didn’t recognize, but one had a pair of deep-accented eyes, sideburns frosted, fixedly staring at her.

Meanwhile, Sang Lanruo had become utterly frozen.

Her eyes focused intensely on the purple stud in Mu Qingge’s left ear.

It was an Illusionary Artifact she crafted with her own hands, wearing it to secretly venture into Linchuan Realm, meeting Mu Liancheng, befriending him as brothers, finally marrying him. Ultimately, she personally fitted this purple ear stud on her daughter’s ear, forever altering her fate.

She had not seen this ear stud for nineteen years!

Yearning and longing day and night, today, finally she saw it again.

"Ge’er..." The name she called out in her heart for nineteen years finally escaped her lips.

This whisper at her ear stunned Mu Qingge. She saw the excitement in Sang Xuewu and Sang Yichen’s eyes, and in this call, she instantly deduced the identity of the woman in her arms.

Mu Qingge suddenly released her hold, and Sang Lanruo fell directly to the ground.

She sat on the ground, her eyes full of guilt and yearning as she looked at Mu Qingge, who failed to glance at her, instead putting her hands behind her.

"Mother!"

"Mother!"

Sang Xuewu and Sang Yichen saw Sang Lanruo fall and quickly ran down the steps to her side, helping her up from the ground.

Mu Qingge passed the three of them, walking straight toward the Sang Family’s gate without glancing aside. Those following her moved in tandem. This disregard pierced Sang Lanruo’s heart, leaving her in unbearable pain.

Sang Xuewu and Sang Yichen didn’t know how to reproach her, and could only silently stay by their grieving mother.

Mu Qingge walked proudly toward the steps and stood before King Sang Shun.

He had heard Mu Peng’s words clearly earlier. He also recognized the earring Mu Qingge wore on her left ear. "Are you with them?"

They were all surnamed Mu, and Mu Luofeng’s people called her ’Young Master’ with more respect than they showed Mu Luofeng, leading King Sang Shun to doubt.

Could today’s scandal be intentionally planned by his estranged granddaughter to humiliate her own mother?

"Not fellow travelers," Mu Qingge said calmly, unfazed by his severity.

She then looked at Mu Peng kneeling on the ground and asked, "Is Mu Luofeng here?"

Mu Qingge came for Mu Luofeng!

Mu Peng’s heart skipped a beat; he nodded and said, "The Young Master and the Great Elder are both inside."

"Good." Mu Qingge said slowly, stepping toward the Sang Family house. Her manner suggested this was not the Sang Family’s residence but the Mu Family’s.

Most notably, King Sang Shun, the head of the Sang Family, did not stop her.

Sang Yichen released his mother’s hand and ran to Mu Qingge.

She squeezed beside Mu Qingge amidst Jiang Li’s confusion, and quickly said to her, "Boss, the scoundrel inside who failed to marry Xuewu now wants to marry my mother!"

Mu Qingge, who was walking forward, stopped suddenly upon hearing Sang Yichen’s words.

While others might not sense it, Sang Yichen did feel Mu Qingge’s aura grow colder, veiled in killing intent.

Recognizing or not recognizing her mother was one matter.

But someone wanting to marry Sang Lanruo was an entirely different matter!

Mu Liancheng’s fate was uncertain, how could anyone put a green hat on him?

Pausing only briefly, Mu Qingge continued inside. Sang Yichen, unsure of her thoughts, followed.

Sang Lanruo clung to Sang Xuewu’s hand, tears streaming unrestrainedly as she murmured repeatedly, "She blames me...She blames me...I’m not a good mother...I wronged her...I cannot face her..."

"Mother, please don’t be like this." Sang Xuewu said painfully, trying to comfort her.

Sang Lanruo remained deeply absorbed in the scene of her daughter’s indifference, unable to extricate herself.

"Let’s go inside. Sister will surely discipline that shameless person for you." Sang Xuewu supported the distraught Sang Lanruo and walked toward the house.

With Mu Qingge’s movement, those who had followed Sang Lanruo out all returned.

Mu Peng stood up from the ground and hurriedly followed.

He couldn’t understand why he had just knelt before Mu Qingge. ’Could it be, deep down, I already believe Young Master Qingge is the true master of the Mu Clan?’

Mu Peng was startled by this thought.

He shook his head, trying to dispel the notion from his mind. Regaining composure, he headed toward where Mu Chen and Mu Luofeng were.

Mu Qingge walking in front, suddenly appeared before Mu Chen and Mu Luofeng, taking them by surprise.

Mu Luofeng exclaimed with alarm upon seeing her, "Mu Qingge, it’s you!"

His reaction aroused Mu Chen’s suspicion, but he didn’t ask further. He looked at Mu Qingge, respectfully clasping his hands, "Young Master Qingge, I didn’t expect to meet you here, truly a surprise."

"Not a surprise, I came specifically for him." Mu Qingge’s voice was cold as she pointed at Mu Luofeng.

While Mu Luofeng cried out Mu Qingge’s name, Su Nuannuan, who had been following behind Mu Qingge hidden under her cloak, trembled.

The same voice, the same name, made her instantly recall the day she felt most humiliated.

Jiang Li, who had been guarding by her side, noticed her reaction and whispered reassuringly in her ear, "Don’t act rashly. Qingge has arrangements, just bear with it."

Su Nuannuan forced her murderous intent down and nodded towards Jiang Li.

The small motion didn’t attract attention from others.

More accurately, everyone present now focused their attention on the suddenly emerging Mu Qingge.

Her appearance, naturally captivating, couldn’t go unnoticed but amazed. Her sharp aura also stood out among the crowd, attracting the undivided attention of the Sang Family elders, including the Family Head King Sang Shun.

Most importantly, she seemed to have come for the people who arrived in the morning.

Mu Qingge’s words directed Mu Chen to look at Mu Luofeng, whose expression changed with panicked eyes, saying, "You came for me? What do you want with me? There’s nothing to discuss between us!"

His reaction increased Mu Chen’s confusion.

Mu Qingge smirked coldly, "Nothing to discuss? So, the incidents that occurred in Anmo City where you framed me also don’t need explanation?"

"What!" Mu Chen was shocked, eyes wide open, glaring at Mu Luofeng like knives.

Mu Peng rushed over too, glancing at Mu Luofeng, "Young Master, what have you done?"

Their expressions and words enraged Mu Luofeng.

He indignantly swept his sleeves, "What’s wrong with you two? Who is your Young Master, me or him? Do you believe my words or his?"

Their confrontation didn’t leave Mu Chen and Mu Peng ashamed, but highlighted Mu Luofeng’s guilt.

Mu Chen shook his head in disappointment, turning to Mu Qingge, "Young Master Qingge, this is the Sang Family, why don’t we pick another time, another place, to clarify the misunderstandings?"

"No need." Mu Qingge declined swiftly. She showed no courtesy to Mu Chen but turned to King Sang Shun, "This must be the head of the Sang Family, I wish to use your premises today to settle a personal feud."

King Sang Shun gazed at her, his deep, bright eyes pondering something before finally nodding.

"Today, you have angered the Sang Family, do you still wish to leave?" The Third Elder stood out at this time, pointing at Mu Luofeng.

Mu Qingge raised an eyebrow and smiled with interest, "Oh? So Mu Luofeng was foolish enough to offend the Sang Family, then let’s settle both scores today."

"What does Sang Family’s matter have to do with you?" Mu Luofeng shouted at Mu Qingge in dissatisfaction.

Mu Qingge snickered coldly, "Indeed Sang Family’s matter is unrelated to me. However, as long as it involves you, I am interested in intervening."

Mu Luofeng’s expression fluctuated, unclear if frightened or angered. Suddenly he pointed at Mu Qingge and Sang Yichen not far from her, shouting, "I got it! You two are in cahoots. Just now I saw you plotting together! You must be conspiring against me!"

He yelled at Mu Chen, "Clan Uncle, Mu Qingge must have colluded with the Sang Family to plot against me. That way she can seize everything belonging to me!"

Mu Qingge approached Mu Luofeng, her proximity causing guards on Mu Chen’s side to tense up.

She dismissively smiled and said to Mu Luofeng, "Mu Luofeng, what exactly about you is worth my effort scheming for? Don’t forget, you are my defeated opponent."

She referred to Xuan Ya’s choice.

Mentioning this made Mu Luofeng’s face darken further, his eyes filled with hatred toward Xuan Ya. Yet Xuan Ya, was indifferent.

"Is this the person selected by Middle Ancient Realm here?" The High Priest watched silently, and seeing Mu Luofeng’s display, he slowly shook his head in disappointment.

Xie Ya promptly said, "Doesn’t this prove our choice back then was right?"

The High Priest nodded, acknowledging.

"Young Master Qingge, what exactly happened, if it’s Luofeng’s fault, today I’ll make sure he apologizes to you." Mu Chen spoke, not wanting to offend Mu Qingge too deeply. Most importantly, between Mu Qingge and Mu Luofeng, he leaned toward believing the former.

Such sentiment was inexplicable and unwarranted.

Yet it arose, just like Mu Peng kneeling before Mu Qingge, unforgivingly!

Mu Qingge’s gaze fell on Mu Luofeng, her voice cutting coldly, "After you left Anmo City that day, something major happened in the city. The Su and Yan Families ordered the city sealed to search for someone named Mu Qingge."

Her words made Mu Chen and Mu Peng narrow their eyes, their expressions filled with confusion.

They couldn’t understand either why the Su and Yan Families were looking for Mu Qingge.

But Mu Luofeng’s expression grew more frantic and darkened. He said hurriedly, "What does it matter to us that they’re looking for you? You yourself said that we had already left by then."

These words gained nods of agreement from Mu Chen and Mu Peng, who looked at Mu Qingge, waiting for her next words.

The Sang Family members stood quietly, watching the development of the situation.

Sang Lanruo bit her lower lip tightly, her gaze fixed on Mu Qingge’s back.

Meanwhile, King Sang Shun kept looking thoughtfully at Mu Qingge, as if pondering something.

"Is it strange? I found it strange too. During those few days in Anmo City, I stayed in the inn all the time. What made the Su and Yan Families seek me out so dramatically?" In Mu Qingge’s clear eyes appeared a thick sense of sarcasm.

That sarcasm made Mu Chen and Mu Peng feel extremely uncomfortable, as if it was directed at them.

Mu Qingge’s features were as cold as ice, her lips curled in a mocking smile as she continued, "Later, I personally went to the Su Family and found out that before the city had been sealed—before you had left—a young lady of the Su Family was insulted by a ruffian. The person who insulted her left my name."

What!

As Mu Qingge revealed the origin of the incident, whether it was Mu Chen’s people or the Sang Family, their eyes narrowed sharply.

No matter when, committing such acts is despicable.

To tarnish a bride’s purity and then frame someone else! Who could stoop so low? What kind of character... Pah! Is there even any character to speak of?

Mu Qingge’s words elicited disdainful and contemptuous expressions from almost everyone present.

Sang Xuewu and Sang Yichen looked at Mu Qingge in shock; they had never known such a thing had happened to their sister.

Though it’s impossible for Mu Qingge to have done it, being misunderstood as such a despicable person must be quite distressing!

Sang Lanruo’s face turned pale, her eyes blazing with anger.

Her daughter had suffered such grievances!

Without having to think long, she could determine who among those present had framed her daughter with such accusations. Instantly, she looked at Mu Luofeng with even more apparent murderous intent!

"This..." Mu Chen was shocked by Mu Qingge’s words and instinctively glanced at Mu Luofeng. The latter, upon feeling Mu Chen’s gaze, immediately adopted an innocent expression to mask his inner guilt.

Mu Chen turned back to Mu Qingge and said, "Qingge Young Master, which ruffian dared to act so boldly?"

"I would like to know too." Mu Qingge locked her gaze on Mu Luofeng and sneered repeatedly. "I’m also curious, as I had just arrived in Anmo City and hadn’t had any contact with others, who would know my name and commit such a deed, framing me? What deep hatred exists between us."

Her words did not mention Mu Luofeng directly.

Yet, the implication in her words made Mu Chen and Mu Peng believe she was pointing at Mu Luofeng!

Mu Chen felt a dryness in his mouth and throat; he was never one good with words. Mu Qingge’s remarks had left him unsure how to respond.

Suddenly, Mu Qingge shouted, "Mu Luofeng!"

The shout was like thunder, shaking everyone’s minds. It nearly knocked the guilty Mu Luofeng to the ground.

He calmed his inner panic and shouted back at Mu Qingge, "Mu Qingge, what are you trying to do? Do you think I did these things? What evidence do you have, show it! Otherwise, don’t think you can throw dirt on me!"

His sophistry drew disdainful snickers from Mu Qingge’s side.

But it made Mu Chen carefully recall the moment they left Anmo City.

He remembered that the day they left, Mu Luofeng wasn’t in the inn. He waited in the inn and saw him rushing in, disarrayed and flustered.

Upon suddenly seeing him, Mu Luofeng seemed very evasive.

When he suggested leaving, he sensed Mu Luofeng take a deep sigh of relief.

Today, with Mu Qingge’s accusatory questioning, Mu Luofeng’s reaction resembled a guilty confession.

Indeed, following Mu Luofeng’s speech, Mu Qingge kept sneering coldly with mockery, "Why are you so worked up? If you didn’t do it, why are you eager to clear yourself? You should be curious like everyone else, not afraid."

"You... which eye of yours saw me being afraid?" Mu Luofeng straightened his chest, trying hard to appear more justified.

"Not afraid, huh?" Mu Qingge coldly smiled, murmuring. She suddenly flipped her hand and pointed, speaking coldly to Mu Luofeng: "Then take a look at who this is!"

As soon as her words fell, the person cloaked within the cape lifted the hood covering her face, revealing her delicate and beautiful face for all to see.

Her eyes held a hatred indescribable by words, a shame that could not be washed away, and an unquenchable killing intent.

Her appearance was not stunning, at least at this moment, almost all the women’s looks surpassed hers.

However, as soon as she appeared, Mu Luofeng’s eyes suddenly contracted, terror spreading across his gaze as if he had seen a ghost.

At this moment, Mu Qingge’s voice resounded again: "Mu Luofeng, if you have a clear conscience, why have such a reaction upon seeing Miss Su?"

Her words successfully drew everyone’s attention to Mu Luofeng.

The crowd was utterly shocked.

They did not expect that the victimized woman had actually always been present. Moreover, Mu Luofeng’s reaction silently explained everything. If he were to say that he did not know Miss Su, or that this matter had nothing to do with him, only a fool would believe it!

Mu Chen and Mu Peng looked at Mu Luofeng, disbelief and heartache written in their eyes.

Mu Luofeng was the heir they painstakingly found and cultivated with all their efforts, and yet now he had done such a despicable, unforgivable thing!

"Luofeng, you..." Mu Chen held back his heartache and spoke to Mu Luofeng.

Mu Luofeng was startled, waking from the shock of seeing Su Nuannuan. He frantically and powerlessly defended himself. "Uncle, they are framing me! I’m innocent, they’re colluding to kill me! You must not believe them; you have to believe me!"

"Framing you? Why would they frame you?" Mu Chen asked painfully.

Mu Luofeng’s subconscious reaction upon seeing Su Nuannuan was more convincing than anything Mu Qingge could say. Mu Chen wasn’t a fool; how could he not see?

When considering the causes and consequences, he could only find Mu Luofeng’s motive to frame and entrap Mu Qingge and found no motive for Mu Qingge to frame and entrap Mu Luofeng.

A person who always has the upper hand—why would they resort to such a dishonorable method to frame a competitor unnecessarily?

Since getting to know Mu Qingge, the confidence and innate strong conviction she exuded made Mu Chen feel that she had never regarded Mu Luofeng as a concern from start to finish.

One has to wonder, who would put so much effort into scheming against an opponent they never gave a second thought?

In contrast, Mu Luofeng was constantly oppressed before Mu Qingge and dissatisfied with Xuan Ya’s choice, already feeling deeply resentful towards her. Instead, there’s a possibility that he targeted Mu Qingge.

Both were competitors; mutual suppression was normal. However, what Mu Chen could not accept was that Mu Luofeng resorted to such despicable means.

Such a person does not deserve to be the heir of the Mu Clan!

"Mu Qingge! Why are you framing me? It was clearly you who did it, you who defiled Miss Su by the reeds at the City Lake, and you have the audacity to blame it on me!"

Mu Luofeng’s words elicited boos from the crowd.

Su Nuannuan’s expression changed dramatically.

Mu Qingge only smiled more playfully and coldly: "If it wasn’t you, how would you even know the location?"

Mu Luofeng’s breath tightened, his eyes enlarging as if about to pop out.

Su Nuannuan, gritting her teeth, glared intensely at Mu Luofeng with hatred in her eyes: "Even Young Master Mu didn’t know where I had the accident, so how would you? Besides, your voice—I will never forget it in my life! It’s you, it’s you, you shameless scoundrel, who ruined me!"

"No! It wasn’t me! I... I merely happened to pass by and saw everything!" Mu Luofeng found a good excuse for himself.

"You’re lying! She would never do such a thing!" Just as his words landed, another voice interjected, refuting his argument.

This voice caught Mu Qingge’s attention and made everyone present look towards her.

Sang Lanruo, pale-faced and supported by Sang Xuewu, was trembling with anger, her eyes filled with killing intent as she stared at Mu Luofeng. It was she who had just spoken.

Mu Qingge’s eyes chilled slightly as she looked towards her, speaking calmly: "Thank you, madam, for speaking out for me, but I am used to handling my own affairs, so I ask you not to intervene." 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

Sang Lanruo felt a pang of pain in her heart; her daughter’s indifferent tone carried a strong sense of estrangement, as if she didn’t want to be associated with her at all...