ebookland Chapter 330 Sino: Do you know who Mu Feng is most afraid of?
Chapter 330 Sino: Do you know who Mu Feng is most afraid of?
Some time later, in Sumeru City, at the Lambad Tavern.
"So you're saying you were kicked out of your home?"
El-Heinz picked up a glass of dandelion wine, took a leisurely sip, and looked quite content.
After working overtime for a whole week, I was finally able to leave work on time one day, which deserved a night of dandelion wine to celebrate.
In particular, there was the rare anecdote of a certain sage being turned away at his own home.
Oh, and there's also the famous painting of the century, Tinari in the Woods of Dominion.
Mu Feng sullenly downed the dandelion wine in his hand; clearly, the situation was now completely out of control.
With a snap, very quickly, just as he had barely managed to calm the impending battle between the House of Hearths and Sumeru, Narcida entered the arena with Silly Fu and Melusin.
The timing was perfect, comparable to the Abyss Streamer in his previous life who got the Thirty-Six Abyss Stars at the very last second of the seven minutes.
Mu Feng was filled with grief and indignation. He felt that he had been set up, but he had no evidence. Well, damned justice, you win.
As for the result, it is obvious; otherwise, someone wouldn't be here at this time.
"Ahem... well, if, I mean if."
"If you're temporarily homeless, would you consider staying with us for a while, uh, to lay low for a bit?"
Kavi put down his wine glass, patted Mu Feng's shoulder with a "sad" expression, and offered a rather "kind" suggestion.
He, Kavi, has always been willing to go to great lengths for his brothers; there is no one else in Sumeru as righteous as him.
Indeed, the uncontrollable upward curve of the corners of a certain great architect's mouth ruthlessly betrayed his mood at that moment.
Mu Feng gave a rather amiable smile. He felt that someone needed a powerful memory restoration technique to recall who the culprit behind his current situation really was.
Kavi scratched his head awkwardly. It wasn't entirely his fault, was it? He just happened to miss when he was trying to help someone in need.
Actually, he did struggle a bit, although the effect wasn't very significant. But he couldn't very well explain to Nel and the others that he was the one who did those hickeys on the sage's neck, could he?
Well... let's look at it from another angle. This is called resolving potential family conflicts in advance. Hmm, he should thank us.
However, for the sake of his precarious funding, the great architect silently swallowed the rest of his words.
Those familiar with Mu Feng know that this sage is well-versed in the ancient teachings of Liyue, such as, "A gentleman loves wealth, but he acquires it in a proper way."
I like your money, so it makes perfect sense for me to take it.
Mr. Azar, the former great sage who has been collecting soap in Daochenglin for many years, should have a deep understanding of this.
"Ahem, so here's the question: do you know who Mu Feng is most afraid of among the girls right now?"
Just then, Seno, who had been sitting silently at the table, suddenly looked up and asked a question with bright eyes.
Upon hearing this, the other three people in the tavern were completely bewildered, and even the person in question looked surprised.
Who is he most afraid of among the girls? Who is spreading this rumor?
Ahem, although he usually goes along with his own little ones, he is still very authoritative when it comes to crucial moments!
That's bullshitting. This is called family status. Have you ever experienced it?
The other three looked the person who had been kicked out up and down, exchanged glances, and nodded heavily.
Yes, yes, yes, please continue, we are all listening.
However, upon noticing the suspicious gazes and ambiguous looks from the crowd, Mu Feng immediately became indignant and demonstrated what it means to be as anxious as if he were envious, as warm as if he were being broken, as hot as if he were being rioted, and as hot as if he were being thrashed.
Putting aside the facts, can this sage's actions be called being kicked out? It's clearly a strategic retreat.
Then came some incomprehensible words, such as authority and forgetting one's roots, and the tavern was instantly filled with a joyful atmosphere.
"Ahem, what was that topic again?"
Kavi barely managed to suppress the urge to spit out the wine in his mouth and reluctantly steered the conversation back on track.
It's definitely not because I'm worried about someone's increasingly dark expression and fear that tomorrow morning's news will report something like a massacre at the Evangelical Fellowship.
Shocking revelation: Several sages and disciplinary officers of the Imperial Academy were brutally murdered overnight, and the reason was...
"Oh, right, could it be the young lady from the Humayi family? It seems like her family hired me to build quite a few basements."
Well, he was just an innocent architect. Who it was for, we dare not say, we dare not ask.
Mu Feng's face darkened further, and the wine glass in his hand creaked as he gripped it. "Fine, I've finally caught you."
So that's the place you built, kid. Sure enough, nothing good ever comes from anything associated with that guy, Kavi.
Although it wasn't outwardly apparent, in someone's mind, the funds for the Wise Theory faction had already been reduced to a negative number.
The renowned architect was clearly unaware that his pockets were rapidly shrinking, but to Kavi's answer, Seno simply shook his head expressionlessly, indicating his denial.
Kavi shook his head regretfully, then turned his gaze to Elheisen, who was leisurely sipping his wine.
"My answer? Little Lucky Grass King."
Al-Hysen's answer was concise and to the point, without much explanation, and then he casually picked up his glass again.
"The Little Lucky Grass Queen... Rumor has it that she has the ability to communicate with others, and she is indeed an option not to be underestimated."
Kavi nodded thoughtfully, but this time, Seno remained silent and shook his head. However, the Grand Disciplinary Officer's lips curled up slightly, seemingly quite pleased with his answer.
All eyes turned to Mu Feng, the only person involved. It seemed that only he could answer this question.
However, Mu Feng simply exchanged glances with Kavi and Elhesen, shrugged, and shook his head helplessly.
He had even less reason to know that, aside from the chaotic moments when things got really messy, the girls in his family were all very gentle.
Well, it would be even better if you didn't pinch him so hard when you were jealous.
Thus, the pressure returned to Sino once again.
The Grand Discipline Officer, unhurried and deliberate, first slowly finished the dandelion wine in his cup, coughed lightly twice, and then announced the answer to everyone with a smug look on his face.
"It's Dolly."
"Because Dolly was a traveling merchant, but she sold microphones."
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On the other side, at the Instruction Court, at the Pure Goodness Palace.
The white-haired girl, who was handling official documents for Nasita, looked up and gazed at the scenery outside the window with a puzzled expression.
The Great Tree King walked to the window, and tiny snowflakes drifted onto the girl's fair fingertips, slowly melting into water droplets.
She blinked her four-leaf clover eyes blankly and muttered to herself.
"Hmm, why is it snowing? That shouldn't be happening."
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