The two brothers had coordinated this in advance, each understanding the other without needing to say a word.
After being scolded by his brother, Mu Zhanfeng shrugged. "Calm down, Brother. I was just chatting with him casually at the dinner table. Why take it so seriously? We're all men here; surely no one's that petty. I'm sure Young Master Fan won't take it to heart. After all, everything I said was true."
"Apologize to Young Master Fan, now!" Mu Zhanshan continued playing the good guy.
"Fine, fine. I'll lower myself for once and apologize to this Mystic God from the countryside." Mu Zhanfeng reluctantly cupped his hands toward Fan Lang. "Young Master Fan, I spoke too bluntly just now. My apologies."
There was no sincerity in that apology at all. If anything, it carried malice.
Fan Lang sneered and did not respond.
People were different from one another. There would always be demons and monsters who enjoyed making others sick.
Bai Yun felt bad about it and secretly comforted Fan Lang. "I'm truly sorry for putting you in such an awkward position. Don't lower yourself to Mu Zhanfeng's level. Just ignore him."
"It's fine. I'm broad-minded. Not everyone is worth getting angry over. I was only exchanging a few barbs with him for fun."
"It's good that you don't mind."
"For your sake, I won't mind."
"Does my standing carry that much weight?"
"Of course. If you don't believe me, go look in a mirror."
Fan Lang's words both openly and subtly praised Bai Yun's beauty, making her smile.
That matter seemed to have passed, but Mu Zhanfeng had barely settled down before once again coming to make trouble for Fan Lang.
"Young Master Fan, you really are brave to take Aurora Academy's examination at the Mystic God Realm. You