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Part One: The Condor Chapter 113: The Beginning

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    Murong Yu drew her heart away from the elegant invitation, raised her head slightly, and saw her three uncles looking at her, their eyes full of curiosity. It was really rare for the usually indifferent second uncle to show concern.

    She stopped being pretentious and put the invitation back on the table. After refilling the teacups of her three uncles, she slightly pursed her lips with beautiful curves and medium size: "More than ten years ago, grandson Ming was a coachman.  , met the current master, he is Xiao Yuesheng."

    "Wait a minute, wait a minute!Yu'er, are you saying that this grandson has only practiced martial arts for more than ten years?" The third uncle couldn't help but interrupt again, but this time the other two did not glare at him, but looked at Murong.  From Yu's eyes, it was obvious that they also had some doubts.

    "Well, although it is unbelievable, it is true. The Inner Hall Rouzhao Department spent a lot of manpower to find out that this grandson is from Dengzhou. Both his parents died when he was six years old. He grew up in a family, and later became a  He was a rickshaw driver at Chen Ji's rickshaw shop. Fifteen years ago, when Xiao Yuesheng hired a rickshaw to go south, he took him as his apprentice. Only two or three years later, Sun Tzu Ming became successful in martial arts and was nicknamed the Heavenly Thunder Divine Claw." Murong  Yu spoke calmly, without any surprise, seemingly indifferent.

    Although the three elders in the hall were surprised, they had lived a long time and had seen many strange things, so they did not show too much surprise. The second uncle stroked his long, bare white beard and said thoughtfully: "Could it be this?"  Sun Tzu Ming has been practicing martial arts, but others don¡¯t know about it?¡±

    "Well, it's very possible that the second brother is really thinking about it. If he wants to hide it, the coachmen probably won't be able to tell." The third uncle straightened out the long beard that was in a mess under his jaw. He looked confident, which was very ridiculous.  .

    "But Xiao Yuesheng is quite strange. Since he built Guanlan Villa on the bank of Nanhu Lake fifteen years ago, he has never appeared in the martial arts world. He just sleeps on Nanhu Lake all day long, doing nothing. On the contrary, it is his disciple Sun Zi Ming  , although his whereabouts are not often revealed, but as soon as he appears, he will surely kill a giant robber and robber at his hands. He will never show mercy, daddy?Daddy, you¡¯re awake!" Before she could finish her words, she suddenly stood up in surprise and walked toward him.  Step to the Kang.

    Murong Ye slowly opened his eyes, which were dim and dull. There was a bit of vicissitude and haggard between his eyebrows, which made Murong Yu feel sad.

    His originally red complexion had faded a bit and was just pink, which looked strange.

    "Daddy, how are you?" Murong Yu no longer looked calm and composed just now, and her delicate porcelain face was full of anxiety.

    "Ha¡ª¡ª! I can't die!" Murong Ye exhaled a breath of turbid air, the heat was overwhelming. He didn't want to worry his daughter, so he tried to cheer up and smiled casually. His whole body was stained pink, even his face that was originally like a crown jade.  , under a smile, the original elegance and unrestrainedness were completely lost.

    Murong Yu picked up the moon-white short shirt and helped her father put it on. She bit her lips tightly to prevent the sourness between her brows from being released, so as not to shed tears. Seeing her father suffering like this, her heart felt like a knife being twisted.  .

    "Three uncles, alas, this time it's all my fault that my nephew didn't listen to Yu'er's words and underestimated Jiaxing City. This Sun Zi Ming really shouldn't be underestimated!" Murong Ye was also upright, and he was quite wary of Sun Zi Ming.  He had the deepest experience of Sun Tzu Ming's unpredictable martial arts. He was as fast as lightning and as powerful as a mountain. It was really terrifying.

    "Girl Yu, let me tell you, no matter what the grandson Ming's background is, finish him off first. Anyone who hurts my Murong family must pay back ten times!" The third uncle shook his long beard and opened his eyes.  Like electricity, it was completely different from the naughty boy's demeanor just now, as if a soul had been replaced in his body.  Seeing his nephew like this made him angry.

    "Third brother, shut up!" The uncle waved his hand, glared, and knocked him back to his original state, "If Guo Jing is really caught in it, we shouldn't be too reckless."

    Third uncle lowered his eyelids, rather unconvinced, and muttered in a low voice: "So what if Guo Jing!"

    Although his voice was low, everyone in the room could hear the sounds of mosquitoes and flies within a foot away, so they could hear them clearly.

    After the eldest brother glared at him again, he shut his mouth honestly.

    The second uncle smiled, but Murong Ye and his daughter had no intention of smiling. However, after this cross, Murong Yu's sadness faded away and he regained his composure.

    "Yu'er, go and open the door. The medicine has been cooked, right?" the uncle ordered Murong Yu, who was helping his father tidy up his clothes.

    Murong Yu hurriedly got off the kang, raised the curtain and walked out. He came in with a large bowl. The black concoction in the bowl was extremely scary looking at its color.

    Murong Ye secretly took a sip of fluid, but kept a calm expression on his face. He took the porcelain bowl from his daughter's hand and drank it down as vigorously as if he were drinking poisoned wine. The medicine had just been brewed and the temperature was quite high, but in his feeling,  The medicine tastes bitter and even more so.

    He drank a large bowl of medicine in one gulp, put down the porcelain bowl, and the expression on his face remained unchanged. He calmly took the water handed over by his daughter and drank it slowly.

    Murong Yu saw her father holding a coldHer hands were clenched and turned a little white. Ruxiao knew that the medicine was extremely unpleasant to drink, so she decided to get some sugar next time.

    "Dad, just now Guanlan Villa sent an invitation to invite my daughter to the Villa as a guest." Murong Yu said as he put away the bowl.

    "Guanlan Villa?" Murong Ye wiped the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief, paused, frowned, and his face suddenly darkened: "No! You won't have any good intentions!"

    Murong Yu shook his head and smiled: "Don't worry, dad. My daughter's friend Xiaoxing is one of the ladies of Guanlan Villa. I don't think she has any evil intentions. Besides, we have no grudge against Guanlan Villa."

    Murong Ye raised his hand to make a move, but suddenly he paused, put his hand down slumped, pointed at the invitation, and gestured to give it to him. He didn't dare to do it now, he was not used to it.

    After flipping through the elegant invitation handed to him, he handed it back to her: "This is not Xiaoxing, it is sent in the name of Xiao Guanlan, who is Sun Ziming's master!"

    "Don't worry, dad. If there is hostility, Huichun Hall will not treat him yesterday. My daughter has her own concerns!" She also knew that what she said was purely evasive, but it was related to her father's injury, so she could not hesitate.

    "Three uncles, the last time Uncle Ye came over, he mentioned that he met Xiao Yuesheng before the sword competition at Yanyu Tower and was invited to attend his wedding banquet. The people at the table with him were Yaoshi Huang from Dongxie and Ouyang from Xidu.  Feng, Northern Beggar Hong Qigong, and the Condor Heroes couple Yang Guo and Guo Jing. Xiao Yuesheng¡¯s wife is Guo Fu, the eldest daughter of Guo Jing and his wife. Not to mention the strength of Guanlan Villa itself, these are his  Relatives and friends, we need to weigh it carefully, and if we can't bear it, we will make big plans!"

    With her lips and teeth, she can move everyone's hearts with just a few words, and she has already grasped the lifeblood of the men of the Murong family, which is the great cause of reviving Yan.

    "These two words, with infinite magic power, can make Murong's disciples become as stoic as wolves, as fast and fierce as tigers, can make them endure humiliation, and can make them despair of life and death.  The beauty of application lies in one mind.

    He glanced at the three uncles and his father, ignored their frowns and continued, "Furthermore, only grandson can solve the injury that father suffered. We can only endure this time and wait until father is healed."  After that, if you continue to act secretly, it won¡¯t be too late to get rid of Sun Tzu Ming!¡±

    "Okay!" As the uncle uttered these two words, everything was settled.

    When Murong Yu stepped into the gate of Guanlan Villa, her expression was calm and at ease, but her heart was filled with excitement and thoughts.

    Due to her practice of Lingbo Weibu, she also dabbled in the Zhouyi and Qimen Dunjia techniques. Unfortunately, she only scratched the surface due to the guidance of an unknown master. However, following the steps of the person who came to lead the way, the complexity of his steps was really shocking.  People are intimidating.

    "Haha Miss Murong, I've heard of you for a long time! Xiao is so polite!" Xiao Yuesheng stood in front of the hall, clasped his hands and smiled, his voice was clear and exciting, his robe was wide and his sleeves were wide, and his elegant demeanor added a bit of heroism, which was normal.  His appearance suddenly glowed with a dazzling look.

    Behind him was Guo Fu, wearing light makeup and wearing white clothes. She was elegant yet charming, which was very touching.

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    Murong Yu was dressed in light yellow clothes, which made her face even brighter and flawless. She had a long sword with a black sheath on her waist. Her waist was as thin as a willow, as if she wanted to be bent by the hanging sword. On the other side, she wore a sachet ring and walked lightly.  The pendulum has an aura of weakness and pity.

    Two men followed closely behind him, one old and one young. The old man was dressed in white robes. He was tall and slender. He was extremely clumsy. He did not carry weapons and his eyes were slightly lowered. Even when he was walking, he was as quiet as an old pine tree that had gone through the vicissitudes of time.  Quiet.

    The young man in a purple shirt is wearing a long sword. His steps are calm and steady, like a sword out of its sheath. His eyes are bright, like an eagle or a falcon, and he is as sharp as a falcon.

    "Don't dare, the little girl has admired the name of Master Xiao for a long time!" Murong Yu walked in from the gate. Hearing Xiao Yuesheng's words, while walking Yingying, he suddenly stopped, folded his crotch slightly, and spoke softly to others.  With a sense of freedom of movement and stillness, when the crotch is gathered, the posture is elegant, gentle and quiet.

    The servant who led the way had already retreated, and the two people behind her also stopped suddenly without any inappropriate behavior. They were able to control movement and stillness with ease, showing a superb martial arts.

    Xiao Yuesheng turned around and stretched out his arms to invite him from a distance.

    "Xiao asked Miss Murong to come, please don't be rude!" Xiao Yuesheng raised the thick purple felt curtain and let the three of them into the main hall.

    Murong Yu smiled slightly, without commenting, and came in gracefully like a weak willow supporting the wind. Her posture was so graceful that among the ladies of Xiao Yuesheng, only Wanyanping, Xiaofeng and Xie Xiaolan could compare with her.

    Xiao Yuesheng's eyes passed over the haggard old man in Ge Yi who always had his eyelids slightly lowered, and he couldn't help but reveal a faint smile on his face.

    Seeing Guo Fu behind her? Smiling, she couldn't help but tug on his sleeves, with curiosity on her face. Xiao Yuesheng gestured with his eyes, and his voice rang in her mind: "That old man is a rare master!"

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    "This is my wife, Guo Fu." Xiao Yuesheng introduced with a smile when everyone was seated in the hall.

    "It turns out it's Miss Guo. I've met Sister Guo!" Murong Yu bowed her hands and smiled softly, which was very similar to Xiaofeng's smile, soft and pleasant.

    Guo Fu returned the salute, smiling slightly on her always calm pink face. She didn¡¯t say anything, but just nodded, showing quite a bit of reserve.

    She does not have the detached state of mind of her husband, who is not able to look at everything indifferently, and does not hold a love-hate mentality. She is a person who is clear about love and hate. Although she has become calm and demure, her straightforward temperament is still hard to get rid of.  , I really don¡¯t know how to treat this Murong Yu. He is Xiaoxing¡¯s friend, but Xie Xiaolan¡¯s enemy, so I can only deal with it in a moderate way.

    After the greetings were finished, the servants served tea. Although Xiao Yuesheng was smiling, he was looking at the other party with cold eyes in his heart. The straight and smooth nose showed that she was very independent, and the well-proportioned and red lips showed that she was very independent.  She has a peaceful temperament, and her calm and soft round eyes always have a hint of joy, which makes people put down their guard without any reason.

    Murong Yuluoluo was generous, the hall was quiet, she was calm and at ease, her keen sense seemed to be that someone was watching her, and when she looked up, she saw Master Xiao and his wife both lowering their heads to sip tea, and she couldn't help but feel strange in her heart.

    In the hall that was so quiet that there was no movement of the wind, the sound of the tea lid and the tea cup being lightly touched seemed particularly crisp, but the inside of the hall became increasingly rich and depressing.

    The man in purple shirt standing behind Murong Yu quietly placed his right hand on the hilt of his sword, tightening it tightly. He felt that the air seemed to gradually become thicker, and there seemed to be murderous intent in it.

    Murong Yu didn't seem to mind Xiao Yuesheng's rude behavior of not saying a word and straining his patience. He slowly put the tea cup back on the mahogany coffee table beside him, gently stroked the lobes between his ears with his fingers, and chuckled:  "I wonder if sister Xiaoxing is at home?"

    "Oh, Xiaoxing heard that someone had assassinated her sister Xie, so she hurried to help and left the village a few days ago." Xiao Yuesheng raised his eyebrows, slowly put down the tea cup, and replied with a half-smile, "Keep listening.  Xiaoxing said that Sister Murong, whom she befriended, is a hero among women and an extraordinary woman. Xiao is very lucky to meet her today!"

    "Sister Xiaoxing really deserved the award. I dare not take this ridiculous compliment!" Murong Yu pursed her lips and smiled, her mind racing, secretly thinking: Thank you sister?  Couldn't it be Xie Xiaolan?  I wonder if Xiaoxing is really not here, or is she just hiding away?

    Looking at Xiao Yuesheng's half-smiling expression, I felt uneasy. His gentle and moist eyes seemed to have a power that penetrated people's hearts, making him unable to escape.

    " Xiao Yuesheng smiled faintly, waved his hands, and was silent, as if he was deep in thought, alone in a daze. His originally radiant temperament was restrained, and his whole person seemed ordinary.

    The hall fell into silence and depression again.

    The playful laughter of the women outside the hall is like the clear call of orioles, showing joy and carefreeness. The wind chimes under the eaves outside the hall also emit an ethereal sound. The bursts of laughter are accompanied by the sound of wind chimes and are transmitted into the hall.  When Murong Yu and the others entered their ears, they felt like they were in the hall and outside. The quiet atmosphere here was really suffocating.

    Is this Xiao Yuesheng unsociable, or is he deliberately so cold?

    Glancing briefly at the man who was in a daze, Murong Yu thought in her mind, twisted her neck slightly, and looked back at the young man standing behind her, signaling with her eyes to be careful not to be impatient. She was very clear about this guy's impetuous and fearless temperament.

    This heroic young man is holding the dart bag in his left hand and pressing the hilt of the sword in his right hand. His sword is tense and his momentum is getting sharper.

    Next to him, the old man in Yuebai Geyi has long snow-white eyebrows that are trying to cover his eyes. In addition, he has been slightly drooping his eyelids, as if he is an old man with dim eyesight. However, he is one of the three elders of the Murong family. This  The second elder stood like a pine tree, as silent as if there was no life left.

    Guo Fu entered the hall. Influenced by what her husband said, she kept secretly watching the old man's behavior. She just glanced at the young man's sharp edge and stopped looking. Lu Yun and the four people in the Guo Mansion  , not inferior to him, and in this Guanlan Villa, the young men are all very handsome and have extraordinary martial arts skills. You will be dazzled by them and you will not feel strange.

    Sure enough, this old man was indeed a master. He stood behind Murong Yu, motionless and as firm as a rock. Even the corners of his clothes did not move.

    "Master Xiao, I would also like to thank Madam Feng for saving my father's life!"

    Murong Yu's soft voice suddenly sounded, and there was something sudden in the silent hall.She felt that her usually calm and calm state of mind was actually a little uncontrollable and impetuous in this hall, so she used movement to control silence and take a preemptive strike.

    "Oh?Is your Majesty okay?" Xiao Yuesheng pretended to suddenly wake up and turned his eyes to her. His smile was a little strange, and it was hard to tell whether he was happy or angry: "Speaking of your Majesty's injuries, they were caused by a scoundrel named Xiao."  There are twists and turns in this, but it¡¯s hard to explain clearly.¡±

    Although he knew that this was the case, he heard the other party say it in person, with a flat tone and no intention of apologizing. In addition, the expression on his face seemed to be a smile but not a smile. The more he looked at it, the more he felt that it was a sneer. Even though Murong Yu became calmer and calmer, he still felt sulky in his heart.

    The eyebrows at her temples were lightly frowned, and then she let go. The unnatural look on her face disappeared in a flash. Her tall breasts swelled, she took a deep breath, relaxed her face, and asked softly: "I wonder what my father is doing?"  What did you do to offend Master Sun?"

    Xiao Yuesheng was still half-smiling, his warm gaze passed over the man in purple shirt who was clenching the hilt of the sword and about to move, and landed on Murong Yu's jade face that was pretending to be calm, and his tone was still so plain: "Well, it seems to be your father-in-law.  After hurting my wife Xie Xiaolan, Ziming took action in anger, hurting your father, haha, I hope Miss Murong won't be blamed!"

    Murong Yu was slightly startled, and it suddenly dawned on her. No wonder this man had a strange look on his face, and his words were both sarcastic and sarcastic. It turned out that Xie Xiaolan was his wife!

    Looking at his casual expression, she couldn't help but feel angry. Her towering chest bulged a few times, and she secretly breathed in to suppress the anger surging in her heart.

    "Your Majesty made a fatal move on Nei Zi. Fortunately, Xiao still had some minor actions to pull Nei Zi back from the gate of hell. However, the injuries suffered by your Majesty were far less than those of Nei Zi. With the strength of the Murong family,  , it will definitely not lead to death! It can be considered that the two phases cancel each other out!"

    Xiao Yuesheng gradually put away his smile, his voice became calmer than water, and he waved his hands along with his words to indicate that the grudges were reconciled.

    Then he let out a loud sigh: "Alas! The more entangled the grudges are, the harder it is to sort them out. The only way to get back to shore is to cut through the mess with a sharp knife!"

    This statement is extremely compassionate, but it also has a sense of cowardice and retreat, which inevitably makes people feel contemptuous.

    Guo Fu felt a little worried when she heard her elder brother's voice. There was no ridicule or laziness in his tone, which was a sign of unsatisfactory mood. She turned to look at him. Even from the side, she could feel his slightly wrinkled eyelids.  Unexpectedly, the coldness in her eyes made her heart skip a beat. With the practice of Shuangxiu Gong, it suddenly dawned on her increasingly clear mind. This was the elder brother's deliberate show of weakness. He was backing off to lure the dog, waiting for the other party to take the initiative to provoke!  My mother's dog beating stick technique has this trick.

    Murong Yu smiled faintly, but his eyes that always held a hint of joy were somewhat cold: "Master Xiao has a broad mind, and this little girl is ashamed of herself!"

    Although she knew that it was best for the two families to make peace and give up now, she just remembered that her father had been tortured for the past few days and suffered an unprecedented defeat. As a daughter who had always respected her father, it was difficult to let go of this hatred in her heart.  , with a hint of sarcasm unconsciously.

    Xiao Yuesheng could certainly tell, he just shook his head, smiled faintly, and secretly sighed that this woman was still a little immature.

    Guo Fu suddenly spoke up, and a smile appeared on her pretty face like a light wave: "Sister Murong, Xiaoxing often praises her in front of all of us, saying that her sister Murong is a woman who is not inferior to women and has an open mind.  , Far better than a man! Only then did the eldest brother invite Sister Murong to come and see her, and today, I can see that what Xiaoxing said is true!"

    Her voice was sweet and slightly hoarse, which was caused by the passion last night. It added a bit of fatal attraction and made people's hearts beat faster.

    "Sister Guo has received the award, but my little sister doesn't dare to accept it!"

    Murong Yu smiled calmly, and the faint anger on her face gradually dissipated. However, the man in purple shirt behind her still had his right hand on his sword and looked at Xiao Yuesheng with a look full of provocation and disdain. Guo Fu who accidentally saw it suddenly became heartbroken.  Angry, her plump cherry lips pursed tightly.

    The man in the purple shirt is handsome and vigorous, like the rising sun, shining brightly. But in Guo Fu's eyes, the little finger of her husband sitting lazily beside her is far more handsome than the handsome man in the purple shirt.  Guigui, if he looked like that at me, Guo Fu would just smile indifferently, given that Guo Fu already had a lot of self-cultivation, but it was really intolerable to treat him like that with his elder brother!  She couldn't help but regret the words she just said to lighten the atmosphere and save them.

    "Sister Murong, I wonder who the young master behind you is?" Guo Fu bit her red and attractive lower lip, her eyes were shining, and she looked at Murong Yu with a faint smile.

    She had been exposed to the rain and dew last night, and there was a hint of * in the corners of her eyebrows. It was just because of her cold face that the suppression was not obvious. Now with her chuckle, her eyes were suddenly released, and all kinds of amorous feelings made the world pause.  Lose color.

    "Oh, him" Murong Yu was also stunned. After being slightly stunned, he turned back and glanced atThe man who looked away for a moment and was trying to straighten his body turned around and smiled at Guo Fu: "His name is Bao Feishi, and he is my father's disciple."

    "Bao Fei has seen Miss Guo!" Bao Fei finally left the hilt of his sword with his right hand, clenched his fist at Guo Fu, and shouted loudly, which resounded in the hall.

    He is full of energy, with a confident smile, and coupled with his handsome appearance, he is quite charming, like a peacock with its tail spread.

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    Xiao Yuesheng stood aside with his eyes squinted, indifferent to what was going on around him, and allowed his wife to act. If he hadn't kept flipping a green jade pendant in his hand, people would have thought that he had fallen asleep sitting down.

    His half-smiling expression made Murong Yu deeply disgusted. This expression gave her a headache, and she could not detect what was going on in his heart.

    Hearing Guo Fu's cold words, Bao Fei's heart suffocated, his expression was a little sarcastic, and his handsome face also had a blush, which made Xiao Yuesheng couldn't help but chuckle secretly. He was still a young and inexperienced young man.

    "Looking at Mr. Bao's arrogance and profound skills, he must be the master of the Murong family, and he has the potential to be better than his master!" Guo Fu still had a cold smile, but she had a unique aloof temperament.

    As she spoke, her eyes flashed across her husband's face, and she was a little worried that her words would displease him.

    Seeing the hint of a smile towards her in his slightly narrowed eyes, she immediately felt relieved and secretly sent a charming glance to show her gratitude.

    Bao Feishi's somewhat taciturn face suddenly glowed with a lively expression. He lifted his shoulders unconsciously, straightened his chest, and tried to be a little reserved in his smile: "Guo Da Mrs. Xiao is serious, Bao  My martial arts skills are not as good as those of Master Wan Yi! I dare not take this comment seriously!"

    Guo Fu shook her head, her golden step swaying on her temples, the pearls adorning the step swaying slightly, her face suddenly burst into a smile, as bright as a flower, dazzling: "Young Master Bao is too polite! My son will come over later.  Mr. Bao, just give him some pointers!  I¡¯m sure Mr. Bao won¡¯t disdain to take action, right?!¡±

    Seeing Guo Fu's blooming smile, Bao Fei was suddenly intoxicated. Listening to her incomparably moving voice was like listening to a fairyland. Her words kept swirling in his mind. After turning around a few times, he finally heard it in his heart.  It was as if a basin of ice water had been poured on him suddenly, and his mind suddenly became clear.

    "Zi Ming?Is itIs it Sun Zi Ming?"

    Bao Fei had a stutter. Although he had always been arrogant and looked above his head, he still had not reached the point of being arrogant and arrogant. Compared with his master, his martial arts were like the ocean, he was like a stream, and others were like a stream.  It's dripping, but the difference between myself and my master cannot be measured in miles.

    Just being caught by Guo Fu's watery eyes, he suddenly felt so heroic in his chest. He went up to the mountain of swords and down to the sea of ????fire without bothering to blink his eyes. Just when he was about to open his mouth and pat his chest, the young lady Murong Yu sitting in front of him had turned her head and looked at him.  Smiling: "Mrs. Xiao is joking with you! Seeing how silly you are, you still take it seriously!"

    Murong Yu, with everyone behind her back, put away her smile, her face was as cold as ice, and after giving him a fierce look, she turned her head, suddenly smiled like a flower, and saluted Guo Fu Yingying: "Let Sister Guo laugh, this silly boy has not known the importance of heaven and earth since he was a child.  , has a straightforward temper, and we have never been the same as him. If he has offended me in any way, please forgive me, sister Guo, and I would like to apologize here!"

    Murong Yu felt quite regretful at this moment, and should not have rashly accepted the invitation. His father had already done that. If Bao Fei had been slapped by Sun Tzu Ming again, the Murong family would have collapsed.

    People under the eaves had to lower their heads. Murong Yu secretly gritted her jade teeth, but she could only put on a smile and compromise.
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