"Why is it you guys again?"
Bai Feifei's teeth clenched at the sight of Mu Qingyun. Although she was fuming with hatred, remembering how badly she had lost before, she dared not make another move—she could only posture with harsh words.
"Alright, Feifei, stop arguing with them. They clearly lack any gentlemanly conduct," said Mu Xueyao, her lips curled in a gentle smile, though her eyes were fixed sharply on Mu Qingyun.
"Gentlemanly behavior should be reserved for those worthy of it. Someone like the princess doesn't deserve that from me," Mu Qingyun replied lazily, glancing briefly at Mu Xueyao.
She had a rough idea what "gentlemanly behavior" meant, but since they were already throwing insults at her, she had no intention of playing nice.
"You—say that again if you dare!"
Before Mu Xueyao could speak, a man in purple beside her erupted in anger.
He had long admired the princess, and naturally couldn't stand to see her insulted.
"I don't repeat myself. Also, I wasn't talking to you. What are you jumping out for, kid?" Mu Qingyun smirked coldly, her tone sharp and merciless.
She hated people like this—those who blindly defended someone without knowing the full story, putting on a show as if they were powerful.
"You... You!"
Deng Yijie was so furious that he could barely get a sentence out. All he could manage was a repeated "You!"
Though young, his family wielded mid-level power on the planet, and no one had ever dared talk to him like that—let alone call him "kid" with such obvious disdain.
"The princess's entourage really is... mediocre," Mu Qingyun sneered as she turned to leave with Su, not bothering to continue the argument.
"Stop right there!"
As they began to walk away, Deng Yijie roared in anger. A deep blue light flared in his right hand, and immediately, a wild wind surged across the sky.
The wind howled, stirring the previously calm sea into waves that crashed violently against the shore, the sound thunderous and jarring.
"You want to fight?"
A glint of cold excitement flickered in Mu Qingyun's eyes. Her bloodlust stirred—she was a born warrior. She didn't fear battle; she thrived in it.
Drawing a dagger from her waist, she locked eyes with Deng Yijie and smiled—sharp, deadly.
Using the wind to her advantage, Mu Qingyun moved with agility. Like an arrow from a bow, she shot toward Deng Yijie.
"Hmph."
Deng Yijie snorted coldly, the blue light in his hand intensifying. He whipped up a flurry of sand and wind, hurling it at Mu Qingyun.
Without hesitation, Mu Qingyun raised her palm. A jet of flame burst forth, clashing with the wind. The fire fed on the wind and flared even larger—not enough to burn him, but enough to obscure his vision.
Perfect.
With a spark in her eyes, she instantly withdrew her fire ability and darted under the cover of the smoke. In the blink of an eye, she was face-to-face with Deng Yijie. Her dagger slashed down, piercing his arm.
"Ah—!"
He screamed. Mu Qingyun grabbed his shoulder, flipped over him, and delivered a brutal kick that sent him flying.
His body arced through the air like a rag doll, headed straight toward Mu Xueyao.
Crap!
Seeing him coming, Mu Xueyao quickly covered the livestream camera, channeled her spiritual energy into her water ability, and shoved Bai Feifei forward.
BANG!
Deng Yijie crashed into Bai Feifei. The force knocked the wind out of her, and she coughed up blood on the spot. But thanks to the "buffer," Deng Yijie escaped serious injury.
[Chat Messages]
Whoa, that was badass.
Badass? That was rude! How could she treat the princess like that?!
Please, it was Mu Xueyao who provoked her first. And it was her people who started the fight.
All she said was the guy lacked gentlemanly manners—and she wasn't wrong!
Oh, so only your princess gets to speak while others can't even respond?
Enough. Mu Qingyun's behavior has always been disrespectful—stop defending her!
Mu Xueyao's fans flooded into Mu Qingyun's stream, filling the comments with abuse and insults.
Glancing at the chat briefly, Mu Qingyun simply shut the comments off. Out of sight, out of mind.
"Cough... cough..." Deng Yijie and Bai Feifei struggled to their feet, both coughing violently.
Bai Feifei looked immediately toward Mu Xueyao—she had been shoved into the line of fire!
But Mu Xueyao only smiled, calm and threatening. Just one look from her was enough to silence Bai Feifei completely.
She couldn't afford to offend the imperial princess.
"Mu Qingyun, you've gone too far! Saying a few words is one thing, but now you're physically assaulting people?" Mu Xueyao snapped, trying to sound composed while stoking the fire in her fans' hearts.
"Sorry, that's just the way I am," Mu Qingyun replied coolly. "Mess with me, and don't be surprised if I hit you. Hell, I might even kill you."
She casually tugged on Su's sleeve and walked away.
No one dared stop her this time—Deng Yijie and Bai Feifei were both down, and Mu Xueyao couldn't risk tarnishing her royal image by attacking first.
She could only watch helplessly as Mu Qingyun and Su disappeared into the distance.
"You're quite something," Su chuckled as he glanced at Mu Qingyun. He had observed her closely just now—and she impressed him.
If he really were to die during that mission… perhaps Mu Qingyun could be a worthy successor, someone who could protect their planet.
"You flatter me."
Mu Qingyun gave a curt reply. Once she confirmed they were far enough from Mu Xueyao's group, she stopped walking.
"Let's purify some water."
She took the clay-metal and molded it into a pot. Then, using the glass and bowls she had earlier asked from Su, she crafted a simple distillation setup.
"After you purify the polluted water into seawater, pour it in here," she instructed, pointing to the pot.
Mu Qingyun's stream was off, but Su's was still running.
[Chat Messages]
Guys, Mu Qingyun is here! We can still watch her from Su's stream.
Good! Time to keep roasting her.
Stop it. If Su shuts down his stream too, then what?
Fair point. Let's just stay quiet for now and catch any embarrassing moments.
Yeah, I'm making a cringe compilation of Mu Qingyun. Going viral with it—watch me!