âThis reason is indeed true.â Nangong Liuyun smiled until his eyes were half-squinting. However, the next half of the sentence hit Beichen Ying with cuts and bruises all over, âBut the current you doesnât have any way of dealing with Mo Familyâs second eldest.â
âMo Familyâs second eldest?â Beichen Ying, having heard what was said, immediately cried out in surprise.
Central Palaceâs Mo Family was one of the ten influential families in the present age. The Mo Familyâs second young master, Mo Yunfengâs, innate spirit strength and talent was very formidable. Back then, he even caused a great commotion in the continent.
Ordinarily, when clan elders lectured people, they usually had stiff faces while holding feather dusters and cursing angrily, âLook at Mo Familyâs Mo Yunfeng. Such a young age, and heâs already blah blah...â
This Mo Yunfeng was the legendary 360 degrees, all-around perfect child in someone elseâs family.
Of course, Nangong Liuyunâs reputation was even greater than Mo Yunfengâs, but every family elder was a wise person, right? Nangong Liuyun was like a distant god up high in the clouds. How could ordinary people catch up with him? This Mo Yunfengâs second young master was a live target that could be overtaken.
So, during little Beichen Yingâs miserable childhood years, his ears had been flooded continuously with talk of how perfect Mo Familyâs second young master was. It was to the extent that he was extremely sensitive to the words âMo Yunfeng.â
Nangong Liuyun, with a smile that wasnât quite a smile, raised his eyebrows up and down: âWhy, are you still afraid of him?â
âLike Iâd be afraid of him?â Suddenly, it seemed as if someone had stepped on Beichen Yingâs tail, and he almost jumped up excitedly, âRight now, Iâm at the eighth rank. The peak of the eighth rank, at that. How can he be compared to me?! He is only worthy for making tea and pouring water for me.â
Beichen Ying snorted unhappily.
Nangong Liuyun had his hands behind his back as he stood up. His gaze was directed towards something really far away and then landed on the small black dots in the distance: âBefore we entered the Nine Different Palace Halls, I heard this Mo second young master was at the peak of the eighth rank. Donât know what heâs at now.â
âHeâs also at the peak of the eighth rank?â Beichen Yingâs expression suddenly turned grim as he cursed inwardly, âMo Yunfeng, you better stay there. Donât you dare break through before I do!â
However, Beichen Yingâs cursing didnât seem to have any effect. Very quickly, the distant black dots soon arrived before Nangong Liuyunâs group.
Mo Yunfeng was dressed in sky blue robes, with a jade-like face and a handsome, bright and godly appearance. He really was an elegant and fine young master who truly stood above the common crowd.
His eyes were like the colours of autumn, his red lips curved up, carrying a smile that was warm like jade. Just seeing it would give others a favorable impression of him.
âOh, Nangong, Beichen. So, it turned out to be you two.â Mo Yunfeng rode astride a large horse as he dashed over. After pulling on the reins, his smile was full of deep meaning.
âWhat? Youâre not even surprised to see the two of us?â Beichen Ying had both his hands behind his back like an old man, glancing askance at Mo Yunfeng.
Mo Yunfeng jumped off the horseâs back and cupped his hands together, apologizing humbly, âBegging pardon, begging pardon. There were rumours circulating that you had gone to Xianâs Wood Residence, and this place is the only road there. So...â
He had a smile on his face, and his attitude was extremely good, carrying a smile as he looked at Nangong Liuyun and the others. However, when his gaze swept over Nangong Liuyun, it was filled with some deep meaning.
Nangong Liuyun calmly stood in place, his expression nonchalant and aloof, like a spirited eagle in the night sky. He possessed a show of disdain for the heavens, looking disdainfully at the worldâs strong in an overbearing manner.
Mo Yunfengâs eyes creased slightly, his opinion couldnât be seen.
âDidnât Li Yaoyao say that Nangong Liuyun had suffered serious injuries and was on the verge of death? Looking at him now, why does it seem like heâs totally fine? Or maybe the several people before him were using powerful connections to intimidate people?â
Just at this moment, an angry voice rang out from within the horse carriage, âWhy did we stop? Hurry up and letâs go!â
Hearing this voice, our Miss Su unconsciously pulled back her neck and silently retreated a step.
Truly, after hurting someone for no reason, she had somewhat of a guilty conscience...