A month later, at the entrance to Tianbo Mansion, Yang Wenzhu carried a wooden case resembling a bamboo tube on his back.
Inside it was the spear that could split into two. Jiang Zhen had casually brought this item over.
He had also gotten him a Spear Case similar to a sword case, a treasure specifically meant to hold the spear.
At this moment, a somewhat younger-looking woman stood there, dressed in elegant, luxurious clothes.
"Wenzhu, if life in the Jianghu becomes too uncomfortable, you can come back. Tianbo Mansion can still support you..."
However, before Grand Madam Mu could finish, Yang Wenzhu smiled and said:
"Hehe, no need. I'm already used to being alone. This little matter will be easy enough."
Upon hearing this, everyone present exchanged glances, then secretly shook their heads.
At that moment, Yang Wenzhu gave his grandmother a slight bow, then turned and headed into the distance.
Watching this, Mu Guiying frowned, a sharp glint flashing through her eyes.
She secretly thought:
I never expected it. This child saw through it at such a young age.
He truly is no simple child! Still, this is good. It is good that he is leaving.
After all, this branch has made no contributions. If they came to Tianbo Mansion, they would still need to consume plenty of resources. That would not be appropriate!
At that moment, several elders glanced at Mu Guiying before turning and leaving as well.
As for what she meant, few people present were fools. They could tell at a glance.
They simply did not wish to say it aloud.
After all, the current heads of Tianbo Mansion were Yang Liulang's branch, and it had already passed through three generations.
Even Tianbo Mansion's current strength was due to this very reason—three generations of effort