Mu Yuanxiu looked at his face, a cold smile gently tugged at the corner of his lips.
"The bird he shot fell into the yard, he wants to retrieve it." The guard pointed at Mu Yuanxiu, speaking cautiously to the young man.
Only then did the young man scrutinize Mu Yuanxiu.
His eyes involuntarily twitched, secretly pondering why this young boy's gaze was so chilling.
"Go pick it up and give it to him." The young man glanced at Mu Yuanxiu, flicked his sleeves, and entered the courtyard.
The guard went into the courtyard, picked up the dove, and tossed it to Mu Yuanxiu, "Get lost, kid! It's only because our Second Young Master is in a good mood today that he doesn't bother with you. If you dare come again, there'll be hell to pay."
Mu Yuanxiu caught the dove, not even glancing at the guard, turned around and left.
The guard raised an eyebrow, "Oh, what an arrogant kid!"
Not far away, Li Yuzhu parted the wild grass obstructing her view, gazing toward the small residence.
