The Second Master’s Little Ancestor’s Vest Fell To the Ground

Those doctors who were still clamoring and protesting had to keep their mouths shut due to the coercion of the dean.

Seeing this, a trace of satisfaction flashed in Fu Huaizheng's intoxicatingly lustrous eyes.

Tsk, wouldn't it be nice to be so good earlier? Don't make such an ugly scene.

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City A, a remote mountainous area.

Mu Changying was wearing a mask and holding a binoculars in his hand, observing a big house opposite from afar.

Although the appearance looks dilapidated, judging from the actions of the gatekeepers, this organization is extremely disciplined.

She pursed her lips, with a slight smile in her eyes, and whispered, "This is the old nest of Tianyinmen."

After hiding for so long, these annoying little mice were finally discovered.

After observing for a while, the telescope was disassembled and buried in the ground to "destroy the corpse."

After cleaning it up to ensure that it would not be easily discovered, Mu Changying lifted her foot and walked towards the dilapidated independent big house without haste.

"Tat-tat--"

Footsteps sounded in my ears.

The two gatekeepers raised the wooden warehouse in their hands and looked at the person with a serious face, "Who?"

Seeing that they were holding the wooden barn openly in their hands, Mu Changying lowered her head slightly, and the dark light in her eyes flashed quickly.

He raised his head again, his eyes full of cruelty.

Putting one hand in the pocket of his trousers, he glanced at the two dissatisfiedly, "Why, I've only been out for a long time, and you don't recognize me anymore? Or do you want to commit a crime?"

The woman's voice was very soft, and she whispered softly, but the two gatekeepers broke out in a cold sweat.

The two put away the wooden warehouse in their hands, rubbed their hands together, and bowed respectfully, "Master Fu Yue, we didn't know it was you. Please, sir, have a lot of knowledge and don't be as knowledgeable as us."

Mu Changying stared at them with a half-smile, "Oh? Your Excellency has a lot?"

According to the information provided by Jiu Qingqing, Fu Yue is not a kind person.

What's more, judging from the two people who were so scared and sweating, the reliability of this news was as high as 90%.

"Hey, it's a pity... I am the most tolerant person."

Lifting his feet, he paced to the front of the two of them.

He raised his hand to clasp the wrist of one of them, pointed his other foot at the other's stomach, and kicked hard.

With all the output, the opponent's face was pale from being kicked, and cold sweat was flowing from his forehead, and he couldn't help crying out in pain, "Mmm...Master Fu Yue, little one, little one..."

Mu Changying let go of his hand and opened the distance between them.

"Okay, I'll forgive you this time. You dirty my hands after cleaning up." He said, wiping his hands with disgust.

Hearing the words, the man was relieved, endured the pain and continued to bow, grateful for Dade's opening, "Thank you, thank you Master Fu Yue..."

The other man on the side was trembling, trying to reduce his sense of existence.

Master Fu Yue's temper has not diminished at all, and is still as violent as ever.

Mu Changying clicked his tongue lightly, turned around and stared at the other person, "You."

The burly man gave a jolt, "Master Fu Yue."

This well-behaved and docile look wouldn't look awkward on a weak man, but he was tall and big, showing his particularly hot eyes.

"Where is the sect master now? Take me to see him, I have something to report to the sect master."

"The head of the sect went out today, and he hasn't come back yet. Why don't you take Mr. Fu Yue back to wash and rest?"

While speaking, he carefully observed Mu Changying's expression, for fear that if he said a wrong sentence, the adults would teach him a lesson.