"Once I attain Dao Zun, I'll venture into the Venerable Domain too and carve out a world of my own. I, Chen Mu Fei, have no desire to lean on anyone else's reputation!"
Chen Mu Fei was deeply displeased that Zhou Dekai had saddled him with the label of Mu Bai's descendant.
"Good, good, you've got a man's spirit! When the time comes, join your uncles in fighting the Sacred Land in the Venerable Domain!"
"Gladly! I'll take on those so-called Holy Sons in particular and show them the mettle of the Sword Sect's sons."
"Mu Fei, stop talking nonsense. Just stay in the Sword Sect!"
Chen Qi did not want her nephew to encounter danger outside, nor did she want Zhou Dekai to drag him into this. Her expression immediately soured.
"Brother Zhou, let me drink with you!"
At Chen Qi's grave expression, Zhou Dekai gave an awkward smile and dropped the subject, talking only of romantic affairs and family matters as they drank.
After a round of drinking, Zhou Dekai had come to understand Chen Mu Fei's current disposition. Though his expression remained unchanged, inwardly he began to feel sorry for Mu Bai. Fortunately, the boy was not Mu Bai's own son, so he might as well leave him be.
After the grand banquet, Zhou Dekai had also drunk too much. He staggered out of the Sword Sect, took his leave, and headed back to Eastern Ridge, sending a voice transmission to Human Emperor Rao Lin along the way.
"Fei'er, how many times have I told you? The origins of this sacred robe and longsword are of great importance. Don't reveal them in front of outsiders."
After Zhou Dekai left, Chen Qi summoned her nephew into her room and began to reprimand him sternly. But Chen Mu Fei