Ya Fei's Anger

While the entire Jialie Family was shrouded in gloom, the Xiao Family was instead like a sea of joy.

Mo Yu's reputation within the Xiao Family also grew increasingly prominent as the Thunder Fire Beads became wildly popular.

After so many days of sales, the original five hundred Thunder Fire Beads had been completely snapped up. After notifying the family to send another five hundred sets of materials, Mo Yu hurriedly refined them and had them transported to the family.

After Xiao Yan disguised himself as a Black-robed person that morning and secretly delivered another batch of Blood-Clotting Powder, the atmosphere of joy grew even more intense.

"Ha-ha, let's see how the Jialie Family can continue acting arrogantly. With the help of the old gentleman and Little Fellow, my Xiao Family has already become invincible." Xiao Zhan stroked the green bottle and black bead in his hands, grinning as he spoke.

"That's right. In just a few short days, the popularity of our Marketplace has already doubled compared to its previous peak.

"Moreover, with the sales profits from the Healing Medicine and Thunder Fire Beads, the profits from just these few days are already comparable to the Xiao Family's income from the past two or three months!" Even the steady Great Elder was beaming with joy in the face of such a bumper harvest.

Xiao Zhan nodded with a smile. Turning toward Xiao Yan, who was sitting in a chair looking somewhat bored, and then at Mo Yu, the family's great benefactor, he could not help scolding, "You little rascal, can't you learn from Little Fellow? I'm not asking you to have such great abilities—just stay at home peacefully and don't run around. Every time the old gentleman comes, he can't find you anywhere."

Having been scolded for no reason, Xiao Yan innocently rolled his eyes. Mo Yu smiled and said, "Hehe, Uncle, if Xiao Yan didn't run around, how could he have met a mysterious Strong Person like the old gentleman? Don't blame him."

Hearing Mo Yu defend Xiao Yan, Xiao Zhan, who had only been grumbling casually, burst into laughter. "Hmm, Little Fellow is right. The family was able to escape this crisis largely thanks to your intervention.

"The family will never forget your contributions. From now on, your grandfather, Steward Mo, will give you half the profits from selling the Thunder Fire Beads."

Hearing this, Mo Yu nodded lightly. Although the money was not much, it still amounted to a hundred thousand gold coins. After he left, his grandfather would be able to live comfortably with this money.

Xiao Zhan then arranged some family affairs. Xiao Yan, who was already somewhat bored, left the meeting hall early. After a while, Mo Yu also took his leave.

After leaving the family meeting hall, Mo Yu returned to his room, where Steward Mo was already waiting for him excitedly.

Seeing the old man's delighted expression, Mo Yu suddenly felt that all his efforts to help the Xiao Family these days had not been in vain.

As for the gold coins given to him by the family, Mo Yu did not accept them, instead handing them over to his grandfather to keep.

After bidding farewell to his grandfather, just as Mo Yu was preparing to leave the Xiao Family and head to the Back Mountain to practice martial arts, a charming voice suddenly rang out behind him.

"Young Master Mo Yu, long time no see."

As soon as the voice fell, a mature woman dressed in a red qipao stood smiling beside the gate. The tight-fitting red qipao perfectly outlined her exquisite, voluptuous curves, while her snake-like waist swayed with a captivating, alluring arc.

A slit at the hem of the qipao extended straight up to her thigh. As she moved, her snow-white skin flashed before the eyes, her springtime charms Vaguely Visible and utterly bewitching.

"Ya Fei." Seeing who had arrived, Mo Yu raised his brows slightly and asked curiously, "Did you come to discuss cooperation with the Clan Head?"

Mo Yu remembered that Xiao Yan, possessed by Old Yao, often went to the auction house to auction some Foundation Establishment Liquid. Now that the Xiao Family and Jialie Family had clashed, Xiao Yan might already have negotiated with the Mite'er Family.

After all, Venerable Yao's courage had always been extraordinary.

Hearing this, Ya Fei had not expected Mo Yu to guess so quickly. She then silently nodded.

Apart from coming at Old Yao's request to cooperate with the Xiao Family, she actually had another reason.

Her memory was exceptionally good. The last time she had been at the auction house, she had happened to see the hands of that mysterious Black-robed person Artifact Refiner. They had been as fair and full of vitality as a Youth's.

Mo Yu now also claimed publicly that he had received instruction from an Artifact Refiner. Artifact Refiners were exceedingly rare, so Mo Yu definitely had some connection with that mysterious Black-robed person Artifact Refiner.

Thinking about it further, the Black-robed person Artifact Refiner at the auction house might have been Mo Yu himself, while those weapons had merely been given to the Youth by Mo Yu's "master" to auction.

Ya Fei lightly bit her Red Lips and secretly sized up the Youth beside her from the corner of her eye. The Youth wore an inexpensive blue robe. His figure was slender, his features handsome and calm, and his eyes were like an unfathomably deep sea of stars, utterly tranquil.

After carefully examining Mo Yu, Ya Fei still found it difficult to believe that the person who had "teased" her several times at the auction house was actually the Genius Youth whose reputation had recently soared.

"Had enough?" Just as Ya Fei was helplessly smiling, Mo Yu seemed to have guessed what she was thinking and asked with a light laugh.

Ya Fei slowed her steps and sighed softly. "You... should I call you Mister, or Young Brother Mo Yu?"

"You recognized me?" Mo Yu rubbed his chin and chuckled.

Ya Fei's jade hand brushed aside the loose strands of hair falling over her forehead. Her casual charm caused the Xiao Family guards patrolling in the distance to stare blankly. Pressing her Red Lips together, she smiled bitterly. "Yes. There aren't many Artifact Refiners to begin with. With a little thought, it's possible to guess.

"I suppose the weapons you brought to the auction last time were refined by the Artificer Master behind you."

Regarding Ya Fei's misunderstanding, Mo Yu did not explain anything. He merely nodded lightly and said, "My master doesn't like meeting strangers, so the Black-robed person who went to the Mitel Auction House was indeed me."

Hearing Mo Yu's confirmation, Ya Fei also Sighed in Relief. Then, as if she had thought of something, her expression turned resentful. "Since that's the case, you could have simply handed the items to our auction house and let us auction them safely. Why did you have to... have to..."

As she spoke, Ya Fei, who had always been graceful and generous, actually began to blush.

Mo Yu naturally understood what Ya Fei meant. At the time, faced with such an outstanding Woman from the Original Work as Ya Fei, he had inevitably committed the common fault of men and spoken a little too flirtatiously.

Mo Yu Shook His Head. He did not want her to misunderstand. "I'm sorry. I'll visit you personally sometime to apologize."

After saying that, Mo Yu turned and left. His identity was not as sensitive as Xiao Yan's. Even if it was exposed, it would not cause much trouble.

Watching Mo Yu's carefree departing figure, a trace of resentment flashed through Ya Fei's Eyes. She then clenched her silver teeth indignantly.

"This Little Rascal already has a Fiancee, yet he previously told me to marry him!"