Mo Runyan took his leave after finishing the meal.
Mo Lu had no desire to linger at the Main House either, so he left with Weisheng Tou and Ye Liang.
Only after watching Mo Lu leave did Old Master Mo turn to Mo Shang, the Mo Family's second uncle, beside him. "Mo Shang, go sound out Mo Runyan. I must have an answer before tomorrow."
"Old Master, do you think..."
"Yes. That child has bad intentions. Mo Lu must have sensed it too."
Old Master Mo nodded, his face, usually so kindly toward Mo Lu, now utterly stern.
"But Mo Lu mustn't find out about this. So be quick about it, understood?"
"Yes." Mo Shang left immediately.
Old Master Mo stood where he was and sighed.
Mo Runyan was the child adopted by Mo Lu's parents, Mo Linglan and her husband. He had watched the boy grow up, too.
If possible, he did not want to hurt Mo Runyan.
He could only hope that, if the boy really was involved with the wizards over in the Federation, he would not do anything to harm the Mo Family.
The day after Mo Lu returned home, the entire Empire learned that Weisheng Tou, the Weisheng Family's Super S-Rank Alpha, had become the Mo Family's young master's sexual plaything.
While Mo Lu was cultivating, Ye Liang swiped open his Communication Band's projection screen and quickly browsed the Empire's news.
Entertainment gossip about the great families had always been a favorite topic among idle people with full bellies.
And whenever any news emerged about the most mysterious family of all, the Mo Family, every major media outlet scrambled to report it.
Ye Liang took two deep breaths, braced himself, and opened one of the wildly popular articles: [Mo Lu, the Mo Family's young master, and his Super S-Rank Alpha bedmate].
The comments covered every imaginable angle:
[The Mo Family's young master actually got a Super S-Rank Alpha to submit beneath him?]
[How do you know he's underneath and not on top? I heard the Mo Family's young master smells like Weisheng Tou.]
[But how can an Alpha mark another Alpha?]
[Don't Alphas hate the sight of each other? They actually managed to put up with the disgust long enough to get into bed? Just how desperate can you get?]
[That's what the young master likes. What do you know? Who are you to judge?]
[So used to being slaves that you keep calling him "young master"? You actually believe all that mystical nonsense? He's just a charlatan spouting lies!]
[But you can't deny he's rich, can you?]
[Careful, Mo Lu might cast a spell on the spot and crawl through your internet cable to kill you!]
[A thunderous boom across the sky! This old servant makes a dazzling entrance! Fine, I'll admit it. I dream of going to the Mo Family just to carry Young Master Mo's shoes!]
[I'm not picky... I'd carry shoes for the Weisheng Family too...]
The more Ye Liang read the Empire's public commentary, the angrier he became.
What a pack of filthy bastards. Who were they to talk about his young master?
And what the hell was going on with Weisheng Tou?
Why exactly did the young master smell like him?!
The more Ye Liang thought about it, the more agitated he became. He never noticed that Weisheng Tou was standing behind him, reading the holographic screen along with him.
"Mystical nonsense..."
Weisheng Tou narrowed his eyes.
Ye Liang, startled: ...
"Don't you have your own Communication Band? What are you staring at?" Ye Liang shut off the screen with a beep.
"Oh, just checking what you're getting up to while the young master's too busy to bother with you."
Weisheng Tou's voice dripped with mockery as he slipped his hands into his pockets and sauntered away.
Ye Liang stared after him. After a long moment, he angrily called the Ye Family-
He was going to make it impossible for the Weisheng Family to survive in the Empire!
Weisheng Tou glanced back at Ye Liang, a casual yet vicious smile curling his lips-
Ye Liang really was an idiot.
Perfect. He wouldn't have to deal with the Weisheng Family himself now.
Everyone in the Weisheng Family deserved to die.
They could all go to hell.
Weisheng Tou strode on his long legs to a deserted corner of Lan Mountain Residence, then took out a small bracelet and swiped across it.
He had picked up the Communication Band while buying clothes the other day.
His account was still the one the Empire had issued him. Though Weisheng Tou hated the feeling of being watched at all times, he had to admit that the account came with exceptionally high access privileges.
For instance-
That person who had just accused Mo Lu of spouting mystical nonsense...
With a few quick taps, Weisheng Tou found the person's real name and address.
Well, well.
Weisheng Tou raised an eyebrow.
He had only intended to give the person a casual taste of online harassment, but what a coincidence-
The person was actually a member of the Lu Family.
He wondered whether the Lu Family had recovered from losing its pillar.
They had made such a fuss back then. Losing another young master this time would hurt even more, wouldn't it?
It was just a shame that Young Master Mo Lu had taken the blame for him last time...
Who knew what those idiots in the Lu Family were thinking, deciding that the young master had killed their old master?
It was clearly the Empire they had offended.
Weisheng Tou switched off the bracelet and walked straight out of Lan Mountain Residence under Ye Liang's astonished gaze at the entrance.
The young master still had several hours of cultivation left. At the speed he could ride his heavy motorcycle, Weisheng Tou had enough time to visit the Lu Family and return, with a cup of tea along the way.
He had kept himself in check for a very, very long time to get into the Mo Family. Today was the perfect chance to get back into his old groove.
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