"Madam Ji is a woman so formidable it defies imagination. Though that Young Master Chen is famous far and wide now, without Madam Ji helping him from the sidelines, he would be nothing but a heap of rotten mud."
Mu Feng sneered, then shook the little button in his hand again. "With this, that eldest young master will take action himself."
What Madam Ji desperately wanted to keep at bay, someone else desperately wanted to welcome.
"Chen Zhilan only gained his standing today through a Holy Envoy Token. If he wants to preserve that status, he'll have to borrow its power again."
Mu Feng and the others returned to the carriage. This time, rather than lingering outside the Chen Estate, they turned toward the marketplace.
Along the way, Mu Feng continued telling Yang Qing and the others about Chen Zhilan.
Sure enough, with a mother who acted so domineeringly, the child she raised would either be cold and arrogant, with deep schemes and no understanding of human affairs, or a spineless coward who could only meekly agree, incapable of making his own decisions.
Chen Xiaopang belonged to the second kind. Apart from throwing his weight around under the Chen Household's name, he knew nothing.
Nor would anyone in the Chen Household teach him how to become a proper human being.
But the Chen Household's eldest young master had not become the first kind. Along the way, he had grown into someone else entirely.
And beneath that other person's hypocrisy and affectation lay Chen Zhilan's true nature.
"If he hadn't taken my token back then, Chen Zhilan would never have become the Chen Zhilan he is today."
Mu Feng suddenly smiled. "For someone like him, the most painful thing isn't losing his life. It's having everything he takes pride in, everything