"Mostly, I wanted to see what kind of man this kid was, to have once kept a foot in two boats?"
"That was merely an embarrassing stain from the past, back when those two had seen little of the world. I hear he's married into the An Clan now, so they truly cut each other off with one stroke of the blade—even turned against each other as enemies."
"How disgusting!"
Those words, one after another, would eventually reach Zi Zhen and Weisheng Moran amid the discussions. There were all sorts of versions, and it was hard not to get angry.
Weisheng Moran usually only fumed inside, but Zi Zhen was nearing the end of her tether, irritable to the extreme. Seeing her seem somewhat violent, everyone assumed she was angry that her own stain had been dragged out to disgrace her, and they could not help feeling deep sympathy.
"When you're young, you really must keep your eyes peeled. Don't let a wild hen ruin you. Sigh!"
Each sigh was like a sword, stabbing straight into the heart.
Elsewhere!
Mu Dongli's expression was unpleasant as well.
From beginning to end, all she had wanted was for this person to disappear, not to stand in the eye of the storm time and time again.
"As long as he lives, he is filth to you," Mu Dongli said coldly.
Weisheng Moran lowered her eyes, dark currents surging within her gaze.
Beside Mu Dongli, Mu Baiyi suddenly stood and said softly to Mu Dongli, "Excuse me for a moment."
"Mm."
Mu Dongli naturally knew what he was going to do.
Both Chaos Divine Sons, Mu Baiyi and Xingxuan Wuji shared an excellent relationship.
"This is an opportunity..."
Mu Dongli raised her head and looked at the glittering golden name on the banquet platform