Han Fen wandered around North City. The moment she thought of the hall master being nearby, she did not even dare approach Luo Ningcha's hiding place too closely. As a result, she ran into Old Man Mu. At the time, she felt extremely "lucky" and immediately asked him for help.
"Lead your wife away. I have to rescue the little boy."
The night's good fortune actually belonged to Old Man Mu. After clarifying the matter in just a few words, he suddenly struck, sealing Han Fen with a finger and tossing her behind a tree by the roadside while he went to find Han Wuxian.
By the time daylight broke, the streets were still deserted. Old Man Mu returned, his face glowing as if he had enjoyed a fine wine. He released Han Fen's acupoints. "Oh dear, this is a headache. Should I kill you or not?"
Even then, Han Fen sensed no danger. She still thought Old Man Mu was joking. "Old man, I haven't offended you. Why do you want to kill me?"
"Hmm, that's not right. I'm called Old Man Mu, not old man."
"What's the difference?"
"'Old' is an honorific, and 'man' means the head. 'Old man' means the most exalted and supreme person. What does 'old man' mean? It only means someone advanced in years."
"Haha, by your logic, Master of the Masses should be called Old Man. You're just a little old man. I'm not playing with you anymore. I have to go pick up the little boy. If the Dragon King finds out I lost his son, then he'll have a headache deciding whether to kill me."
Han Fen shifted her body, trying to leave, but Old Man Mu blocked her several times in a row. She failed to notice that his Lightness