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Chapter 8 - Arranged Marriage

Mo Wen, being a six-star alchemist, could easily see that Mu Yun wasn't even at the first level of the Body Tempering Realm.

His decisive actions suggested Mu Yun was no ordinary person; he was at least a man of character.

Mu Yun didn't care what Lu Xiaotian and Mo Wen were thinking.

He slapped Mu Qian twice, leaving him stunned, and then strode away.

If Mu Qian had reacted and truly wanted to fight him, Mu Yun would have been hard-pressed to withstand him.

At this moment, in the Mu family's main hall, all the dozen or so seats were occupied.

Two people sat at the head of the table. One was about forty years old, with slightly graying temples, sharp eyes, and a calm and collected demeanor.

This was none other than Mu Linchen, the patriarch of the Mu family's branch in Beiyun City.

The other was a short, elderly man in a black robe with snow-white hair.

"Hehe... Old Master Qin, my Yun'er is introverted and doesn't like to talk much. Please don't be dissatisfied when you meet her!"

Looking at the old man in black robes, Mu Linchen smiled slightly, but his smile carried a hint of worry.

The old man was none other than Qin Shiyu, the patriarch of the Qin family in Beiyun City. The Qin family was a powerful and influential clan in Beiyun City.

"Patriarch Mu is joking. Mu Yun is indeed a bit introverted, but my Yao'er, as you know... This time, the marriage alliance between the Qin and Mu families is mainly to remind those with ulterior motives, so that the Wang and Diao families won't dare to act recklessly!" Old Master

Qin took a sip of tea, his gaze falling on the young woman behind him.

The young woman was slender, with skin like jade, fair and rosy, gentle and graceful, her features translucent. Her bright eyes darted around mischievously, a hint of playfulness and naughtiness in them. She wore a light blue dress, her waist slender enough to be encircled by one hand.

Between her brows lay a natural, innate intelligence.

However, the girl's face was veiled by a white gauze, obscuring her features.

"Father, I heard you were looking for me?"

Just then, a lazy voice rang out in the hall.

The newcomer was Mu Yun, dressed in a long black robe, chalk dust still clinging to his forehead, his long hair tied back in a high ponytail with a single strand falling across his forehead. With his hands behind his back, Mu Yun entered the hall with an impatient expression.

Seeing Mu Yun enter, Mu Linchen's eyes lit up.

For some reason, Mu Yun seemed unusually different today.

"Yun'er, this is Old Master Qin, and this is Miss Qin Mengyao of the Qin family." Looking at Mu Yun, Mu Linchen smiled.

His gaze completely ignored Old Master Qin and fell on Qin Mengyao beside him.

The little girl had a curvaceous figure, and her large, bright eyes were particularly lively, though her face was veiled, obscuring her features.

With a pretty face and that figure, she was a stunning beauty.

But with her face veiled, she probably wasn't very pretty, and Mu Yun didn't want to have to turn off the lights when he was intimate with his future wife—that would be so unromantic.

Besides, Mu Yun was very unhappy with the arranged marriage by his family!

"Father, you called me here..."

"It's like this, our Mu family is preparing for a marriage alliance with the Qin family, and I've arranged a good match for you, so..."

"I refuse!"

Before Mu Linchen could finish speaking, Mu Yun immediately rejected him.

Of the entire Mu family, only Mu Linchen was kind to Mu Yun. Mu Yun knew this from his memories; the Mu Yun of that time greatly respected his father.

Therefore, even when he was bullied, he endured it to avoid causing trouble for his father.

Otherwise, the current Mu Yun wouldn't bother with him at all.

However, while Mu Linchen was extremely caring towards Mu Yun, the vast majority of people in the Mu family disliked him!

Mu Yun knew that if he refused, a group of people would jump out and point at him, cursing and swearing.

"You bastard!"

Sure enough, no sooner had Mu Yun finished speaking than a curse rang out. Mo Wen, being a six-star alchemist, could easily tell that Mu Yun wasn't even at the first level of the Body Tempering Realm.

Such decisiveness suggested Mu Yun was no ordinary person; he was at least a man of character.

Mu Yun didn't care what Lu Xiaotian and Mo Wen were thinking.

He slapped Mu Qian twice, leaving him stunned, and then strode away.

If Mu Qian had reacted and truly wanted to fight him, Mu Yun would have been hard-pressed to withstand him.

At this moment, in the Mu family's main hall, all the dozen or so seats were occupied.

Two men sat at the head of the table. One was about forty years old, with slightly graying temples, sharp eyes, and a calm and collected demeanor.

This was none other than Mu Linchen, the patriarch of the Mu family's branch in Beiyun City.

The other man, dressed in black robes, had snow-white hair and was a short, elderly man.

"Hehe... Old Master Qin, my Yun'er is introverted and doesn't like to talk much. Please don't be dissatisfied when you meet her!"

Looking at the old man in black robes, Mu Linchen smiled slightly, but his smile carried a hint of worry.

The old man was none other than Qin Shiyu, the patriarch of the Qin family in Beiyun City. The Qin family was a powerful and influential clan in Beiyun City.

"Patriarch Mu is joking. Mu Yun is indeed a bit introverted, but my Yao'er, as you know... This time, the marriage alliance between the Qin and Mu families is mainly to remind those with ulterior motives, so that the Wang and Diao families won't dare to act recklessly!" Old Master

Qin took a sip of tea, his gaze falling on the young woman behind him.

The young woman was slender, with skin like jade, fair and rosy, gentle and graceful, her features translucent. Her bright eyes darted around mischievously, a hint of playfulness and naughtiness in them. She wore a light blue dress, her waist slender enough to be encircled by one hand.

Between her brows lay a natural, innate intelligence.

However, the girl's face was veiled by a white gauze, obscuring her features.

"Godfather, I heard you were looking for me?"

Just then, a lazy voice rang out in the hall.

The newcomer was Mu Yun, dressed in a long black robe, chalk dust still clinging to his forehead, his long hair tied back in a high puff, a single strand falling across his forehead. With his hands behind his back, Mu Yun entered the hall with an impatient expression.

Seeing Mu Yun enter, Mu Linchen's eyes lit up.

For some reason, Mu Yun seemed unusually different today.

"Yun'er, this is Old Master Qin, and this is Miss Qin Mengyao of the Qin family." Looking at Mu Yun, Mu Linchen smiled.

His gaze completely ignored Old Master Qin and fell on Qin Mengyao beside him.

The little girl had a curvaceous figure and a pair of large, bright, and lively eyes, but her face was veiled, so her features couldn't be seen.

If she had a pretty face, with that figure, she would be a stunning beauty.

But with a veil, she probably wasn't very pretty, and Mu Yun didn't want to have to turn off the lights when he was intimate with his future wife—that would be so unromantic.

Besides, Mu Yun was also very unhappy about the arranged marriage by his family!

"Father, you called me here..."

"It's like this, our Mu family is preparing for a marriage alliance with the Qin family, and your father has arranged a good marriage for you, so..."

"I refuse!"

Before Mu Linchen could finish speaking, Mu Yun immediately refused.

Of all the Mu family members, only Mu Linchen was good to Mu Yun. Mu Yun knew this from his memories; the Mu Yun of that time greatly respected his father.

So, even when he was bullied, he didn't want to cause trouble for his father, so he endured it.

Otherwise, the current Mu Yun wouldn't bother with him at all.

However, while Mu Linchen showed great care for Mu Yun, the vast majority of people in the Mu family disliked Mu Yun!

Mu Yun knew that if he refused, a group of people would jump out and point at him, cursing and swearing.

"You bastard!"

Sure enough, as soon as Mu Yun finished speaking, a curse rang out.

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