C25 (1/2)

”Hmph, his arms are weak, his steps are weak, and his lower body is unstable.” Is this how Mu Feng taught you? ” The old man folded his arms across his chest and looked at Mu Yizi with a childish face.

Hearing his father's name, Mu Yizi's hands trembled as she clenched them into fists. Her eyes were red as she looked up at the old man.

”What's that got to do with you?” My father's name is not something that you rascals can call him! ” As if he was blinded by anger, Mu Yizi struggled to stand up, raised her silver spear, and attacked the old man.

The elder didn't evade as he raised his jade flute and knocked on Mu Yizi's head.

Mu Yurou was anxious to fight against the old man's attack, so she spat out a mouthful of blood and collapsed to the ground.

The old man's clothes had been splashed all over, like small flowers growing on a patch of grass.

”Master!” Shen Bai was already worried, but upon seeing Mu Yuhuang spitting blood, he started to worry. He couldn't help but cry out in alarm, worried that his master had severely injured her.

The old man glanced at him: ”Don't worry, she won't die!”

After that, the old man circled around Mu Youzi a few times, using his jade flute to constantly point at her from top to bottom, ”You are still young, yet you have an imposing manner! If only you had the same temperament! Look at you, other than looking like your father, what else do you look like? This is truly disgraceful to the Mu Family! ”

Seemingly seeing that Mu Yurou was a little afraid of others calling her father's name, the elder stopped mentioning it.

”You … What exactly is … ”Who is it?” Wiping away the blood from the corner of her mouth, Mu Yizi felt that her breathing was unstable. Even though she had tried to catch her breath, her words were halting.

The old man casually found a staircase and sat down, not caring at all that his robe had been stained. He pointed at Shen Bai with his jade flute and said, ”Tell her who I am.”

Shen Bai helped her sit down on the edge of the flower bed, looking at Mu Yizi with a pained expression as he walked towards her step by step.

While taking out a silk handkerchief from her bosom and wiping away the blood from the corner of her lips, she explained, ”This is my master, Daoist Ji Qing. He is also your father's master.”

Mu Yizi tilted her head, avoiding Shen Bai's hand. She looked at him with a complicated expression. For a moment, grief and indignation welled up in her heart, and another stream of blood was used. Her throat tasted sweet, but she forcefully swallowed it back down.

”Why didn't you tell me?”

Why hadn't he told her that he was his own martial uncle?

”I saw your father when I was a child, when I was a child. You are still in your infancy. If it wasn't for master asking me to find the tiger girl from the family of generals … I thought I'd never see you again. ” Shen Bai looked at the girl in front of him, unconsciously recalling how she was still in her infancy and was still in her infancy.

”You knew all this from the beginning, didn't you? That's why he purposely appeared by my side, right? Do you already know that I've been recruited? ” A tear unconsciously flowed down from the corner of Mu Yizi's eyes, and landed on the back of Shen Bai's hand. The warm tears, however, seemed to have burned him.

Shen Bai's lips moved, but he did not say anything in the end.

”Little girl, there is no need to get to the bottom of this matter. If you ask too clearly, you will only harm yourself.” Ji Qing's unexpected words allowed Mu Youzi to confirm her thoughts.

It turned out that all of this had been planned for a long time.

Whether it was their encounter or their mutual knowledge.

Mu Yizi used her silver spear to prop herself up, but she was still very weak. She could only use it to barely stand.

”Junior Mu Huanzhi greets Master. I've seen it... ”Martial Uncle!”