Ms. Diviner: The Prodigal Daughter's Return

Chapter 765 hahaha this misunderstanding (extra update for monthly ticket)

Mu Yunshui rolled her eyes inwardly, "Alright, I had already played the mediator earlier, but Mu Chengxuan refused to give face, there was nothing I could do. If you insist on standing up for the servants, that’s your business, but you can’t blame me for that." Mu Yunshui had no fondness for Mu Hanyan, and she lacked any good feelings for her entire family as well. She preferred to see Mu Hanyan suffer, so she didn’t bother reminding her."Aunt Xiu, don’t say anything anymore. You have served alongside my parents for many years, and in my eyes, you are like an elder. Yunyun has a strong character, which suits my temperament. Today, I will take her as my sworn sister, and from now on, your affairs are my affairs. Whoever dares to bully you is declaring themselves an enemy of Mu Hanyan." Mu Hanyan gestured with her hand as she spoke to Aunt Xiu.

Mu Hanyan knew that even without Zhuang Chengjun’s emergence, Mu Chengxuan would still find reasons to seek her out for displeasure, so whether or not to stand up for Aunt Xiu and her daughter didn’t matter anymore.

However, since the issue had originated because of them, even if they managed to overcome today’s hurdle, Zhuang Chengjun would likely seek revenge later. Thus, she decided to be thoroughly noble.

"Hahaha, I’ve long heard that the Big Playboy Mu from Heishi City is approachable, values the virtuous, and befriends people from all walks of life. I didn’t fully believe it, but now I see the rumors are true. Not only do you stand up for servants, but you even take such lowly individuals as your sworn siblings. If word gets out, I’m afraid you might bring shame to the entire Mu Family," Mu Chengxuan laughed loudly and mockingly said.

"I’ll say it again, Aunt Xiu is my elder, and by taking Yunyun as my sworn sister, they become my family," Mu Hanyan said, pointing at Huayue and the others, her voice resolute, "And them, my friends and partners. To insult them is to insult me, Mu Hanyan."

Mu Hanyan’s expression was incredibly serious. Although her voice wasn’t loud, it was like a shocking thunderclap ringing in everyone’s ears.

"Young Master..." Aunt Xiu looked at Mu Hanyan, tears streaming down her face once again.

Han Yunyun also stared blankly at Mu Hanyan. Even when she had been insulted and felt despair and indignation, she hadn’t shed tears, but now, they rolled down her cheeks.

Though of common birth, due to her mother’s lowly status, she had endured scorn and humiliation since childhood. Mu Hanyan, as the eldest grandchild of the Mu Family Patriarch, not only stood up for her but also accepted her as his sworn sister without regard for status. If not hearing it herself, she would have thought it a dream.

Her age was not great, but her experiences had matured her beyond her peers. It took only a moment of reflection to understand that Mu Hanyan was concerned about her facing retribution from Zhuang Chengjun, which is why he took her as his sworn sister. Thinking this, she felt even more grateful to Mu Hanyan.

Not only Aunt Xiu and her daughter, but Huayue and Zirong’s eyes were also somewhat moist.

Mu Yunshui also looked at Mu Hanyan, feeling a somewhat inexplicable sentimentality.

During the initial battle in Heishi City, because of Mu Hanyan, the second largest family of Nanxi County, the Wu Family, had come to assist from a thousand miles away. The Yuan Family had also sided with the Mu Family at a critical moment because of him. Initially, he had been somewhat puzzled, but seeing this scene, he seemed to understand something.

"He is a Fifth-level Sword Master, significantly stronger than me, equipped with the Qingyun Sword, one of our Mu Family’s Seven Divine Swords," Mu Yunshui communicated via Gathering Qi Transmission, almost as if possessed, to Mu Hanyan.

Mu Hanyan glanced at him and nodded slightly.

Wasn’t Mu Chengxuan saying that she could only boast with words? She would show him who was truly just boasting, and would make him deeply regret today’s words and actions!

"Ridiculous self-degradation," Mu Chengxuan disdainfully sneered.

"Who the ridiculous one is, we’ll soon see," Mu Hanyan said coldly, her face expressionless.

"Make your move," Mu Chengxuan forcefully drew his Qingyun Sword.

Amidst the Dragon Roar, a fierce wave of sword power surged like a terrifying tsunami towards Mu Hanyan.

Under the immense pressure, Huayue and the others felt their hearts suddenly skip a beat, their faces turning slightly pale.

Aunt Xiu and her daughter were so pressured that they kept retreating, stepping back over a dozen steps before they could catch their breath.

"Such strong sword power!" Han Yan’s expression became unprecedentedly serious.

With the Shadow Shifting Barrier Technique and the Absolute Defense of Cangxuan Cloud Silk, even against Mu Chengxuan, a Fifth Rank Sword Master, she could hold her ground. However, the Qingyun Sword far exceeded the True Water Sword, which was also a Divine Sword passed down through the Mu Family.

If Han Yan wasn’t mistaken, this Qingyun Sword, like her Cold Sky Sword, had also developed spiritual properties. Although its spirituality wasn’t strong, it was certainly not something ordinary so-called Divine Swords could compare to, calling it a Demigod Artifact wouldn’t be an exaggeration.

She herself was a Fifth-Level Sword Master and now faced an opponent with a Demigod Artifact. Even with her Cold Sky Sword in hand, she might not easily win against him, especially since her Cold Sky Sword was still ’sleeping soundly’ in the Sword Heart Soul Cleansing Pond.

This battle, she feared, would be difficult. Han Yan slightly furrowed her brows.

"Draw your sword," Mu Chengxuan said arrogantly, but then suddenly noticed that Han Yan’s waist was empty. He paused, and then mocked loudly, "Has Heishi City become so poor that they can’t afford a decent sword? Do you need me to give you one?"

Hearing his mockery, Huayue and several others glared angrily and reached for their swords, but then, seeing the divine radiance of the Qingyun Sword in Mu Chengxuan’s hand, they stopped.

Compared to it, their swords were of far too low quality; they’d probably be chopped into scrap metal in a few moves.

Just then, a plain longsword was passed before Han Yan.

"Thank you." Han Yan received the longsword from Ye Lanfeng with a slight smile.

"Do we even need to say ’thank you’ between us?" Ye Lanfeng said softly, smiling, but the affection in his eyes was very apparent.

Seeing this, Huayue and the others turned their faces away again, silently chanting to themselves, "I didn’t see anything, I didn’t see anything."

"A scion of the Mu Family reduced to borrowing a sword from a servant, aren’t you ashamed?" Mu Chengxuan, oblivious to the nuances, spoke disdainfully.

"He is my friend," Han Yan replied calmly.

"Yes, I almost forgot, not just your friend, but also your partner," Mu Chengxuan said mockingly.

Being a disciple of the Zong Family and taken under the wing of the Supreme Elder since childhood, Mu Chengxuan’s status in the family was naturally high. He wouldn’t even consider a servant like Mu Yunshui noteworthy, let alone treat a servant as an equal.

To him, Han Yan considering a servant as a friend and partner was simply the joke of the century—or rather, a disgrace to members of the Mu Family.

But this time...

Zirong and others looked at Mu Chengxuan as if he were a fool.

A servant?

Hahaha, go to hell, servant.

Ye Lanfeng’s status was probably much higher than they imagined.

Just wait for death, you foul-mouthed fool.

No, better eat shit!

(Seeking a monthly ticket, kisses to everyone.)