Chapter 17: The Mentality of the Spectators

Mu Family.

After returning to the Mu Mansion, Mu Zhian sat in the study, holding a book in his hand, lit the candle on the table, and read carefully.

After an unknown period of time, the candle beside him suddenly became erratic, and a gust of cold wind poured in from the window, and the candle flame was finally extinguished.

In the darkness, Mu Zhian put down the book, raised his hand and stretched his waist, saying: "Come to the Mu Mansion so late at night, this is not like your style."

He re-lit the candle in a leisurely manner, and looked sideways. A man dressed in black was standing in the study, staring at Mu Zhian, and said in a deep voice:

"Master Mu, your actions today are too impulsive."

The killing of Gongsun Zan is now known to the whole city. The government officials will also strengthen their patrols during this period, which may affect the time when Mu Zhian brings Ye Yu out.

And he no longer has so much time to continue to drag on in Tianxuan City.

Mu Zhian sighed and said, "I know, but I was so angry at the time... I lost my temper for a moment, alas."

The black-robed man stared at Mu Zhian sinisterly, looking at the regretful look on the face of this useless young master, and said coldly: "Can that thing be completed now?"

This is what he really cares about. As for Gongsun Zan humiliating women, Ye Yu killing Gongsun Zan, or who Bai Ruoxi will end up with, he doesn't care.

The important thing is whether Ye Yu can be brought out to him.

Mu Zhian nodded and said, "Okay, but I need another two or three days."

"It will take some time to deal with this matter." Mu Zhian continued.

"Okay." The black-robed man nodded, looked at Mu Zhian twice more, and said, "Young Master Mu looks really confident. Are you so confident that you can calm down this storm within three days?"

Mu Zhian shook his head and smiled, "This is not something you need to worry about."

The black-robed man snorted coldly, and was extremely dissatisfied with Mu Zhian's approach this time.

"Then I hope Master Mu can calm down this storm smoothly and get the beauty back soon."

The man in black robe said, turned around and waved his robe, disappearing into the study.

Mu Zhian was silent in the study for a long time, and there was no movement.

"He's gone."

Mu Zhian was relieved until he heard Wei Mengrou's crisp voice in the darkness.

He looked sideways, and Wei Mengrou, wearing a goose yellow dress, stood quietly in the corner, as if hidden in the darkness.

The candle lit up the dark room, and then illuminated Wei Mengrou's expressionless delicate face. Her eyebrows were like distant black, her cherry mouth, her skin was white and smooth, and a thin ribbon outlined her slender waist and plump chest. The proportion of her long white legs was just right, and she wore a pair of plain short boots on her feet.

It simply satisfied all kinds of fantasies of men about women.

It's a pity that she is a master of the Refining Spirit Realm. Even if he is Wei Mengrou's master, he can't do anything to Wei Mengrou for the time being.

If only Sister Mengrou wasn't in the Refining Spirit Realm... Mu Zhian couldn't help but sigh.

Of course, even though he thought about it, Mu Zhian was still very glad that he had a powerful maid by his side.

As a cultivator in the Refining Spirit Realm, the black-robed man put too much pressure on him, but it was precisely because Wei Mengrou was also in the Refining Spirit Realm that his pressure was not that great.

After all...

Sister Mengrou was bigger than the other.

Mu Zhian secretly glanced at Wei Mengrou, who had a charming and graceful figure, from top to bottom, and thought silently in his heart.

"Have you seen enough?" As if she had noticed Mu Zhian's eyes, Wei Mengrou glanced at him coldly.

If not, can I continue to see... Mu Zhian said in his heart, coughed lightly, and changed the subject: "Where is Gongsun Xiong?"

"Mr. Ren took him to the side hall next door for tea, and he should have gone back now." Wei Mengrou said.

The black-robed man made a fatal mistake from the beginning.

The intelligence was wrong, he didn't know that the Mu family had two cultivators in the Refining Spirit Realm.

Since the day when he rashly went to the Mu family, the black-robed man's subsequent actions were like walking naked on the street. Mu Zhian saw everything and played with him at will.

"Gongsun Xiong should not be able to hear our conversation just now, right?" Mu Zhian asked.

"Of course, if the barrier is set up in advance, the sound in the study can be blocked." Wei Mengrou nodded.

After a pause, she continued: "But he has already noticed the existence of the black-robed man."

Mu Zhian said "um" softly: "That's enough."

There are no more than ten masters of the Refining God Realm in Tianxuan City, and the three families know about these ten.

An outsider master of the Refining God Realm secretly lurking in Tianxuan City is enough to make each family feel a sense of crisis.

From this moment on, it doesn't matter who killed Gongsun Zan.

The most important thing is to drive the black-robed man out of Tianxuan City first.

"The Gongsun family may temporarily put Gongsun Zan's matter aside because of the black-robed man... but what about the people of Tianxuan City?" Wei Mengrou suddenly asked.

"As long as the Gongsun family doesn't care."

Mu Zhian put down the teacup, smiled, and said, "As for the public opinion... it doesn't matter."

"Just leave it alone?" Wei Mengrou frowned and asked.

Now Tianxuan City is full of rumors. Some people curse Gongsun Zan for being a worthless person, some praise Mu Zhian, some question Mu Zhian's motives for killing Gongsun Zan, and some hope that the two will die together.

If these rumors are allowed to ferment, Mu Zhian will probably be labeled as "not a good person" in the end.

But this time Mu Zhian did nothing wrong... at least Wei Mengrou thought so.

"As for public opinion, we still need to control it, but we don't need to do much. Anyway, the direction of the situation will change soon," Mu Zhian said.

Wei Mengrou heard the meaning of his words and said: "You want to change the direction of public opinion...? The people of Tianxuan City are not that ignorant and will not be fooled."

Mu Zhian nodded matter-of-factly and said with a smile: "Of course I know, everyone is not stupid."

"However, it doesn't matter whether they are idiots or not, they don't care about the truth at all."

Wei Mengrou obviously didn't believe it and questioned: "Are you so sure?"

"certainly."

Mu Zhian fiddled with a paper crane on the table and said:

"What they care about is whether the news is exciting enough, whether they can make people laugh, and whether they can entertain themselves. As for the truth and how the person involved feels, few people care. In the final analysis, this is the bad nature of human beings."

Wei Mengrou was stunned for a moment after hearing this.

It wasn't until a long time later that he looked at Mu Zhian's profile and said softly, "You really understand people's hearts."

In fact, I still want to understand Sister Mengrou's heart more than the people... Looking at Wei Mengrou, who has a beautiful appearance and a charming figure, Mu Zhi'an said something secretly.

"What else do you want me to do next?" Wei Mengrou asked.

Mu Zhian shook his head and said, "Sister Mengrou just needs to sit down and drink tea, and then chat with me."

"As for Gongsun Zan's matter... the wind will turn around soon." Mu Zhian said firmly.

"How to reverse it?" Wei Mengrou asked subconsciously.

Under Wei Mengrou's doubtful gaze, Mu Zhian deliberately let it slip and said with a smile: "As exciting as it is, just turn it around."