"Mm," Mu Hanyan nodded emphatically. Let him "protect" her one more time; this feeling of being cared for, safeguarded, was actually quite pleasant.
"Are you Mu Hanfeng?" Mu Ziping glanced at Mu Hanfeng and asked.
"Yes. Weren't you seeking to avenge your father's grudge from the past? I'm your man," Mu Hanfeng replied with disdain.
"Good, good. It doesn't matter who it is," Mu Ziping said, his eyes ablaze with excited flames.
Mu Hanfeng was said to be one of the two great geniuses of his generation from the Mu Family of Hei City. In Mu Rui'an's eyes, his status must be far greater than that of the worthless playboy. Disabling him would truly be a deep cut to Mu Rui'an.
Without saying more, Mu Hanfeng walked straight toward Mu Ziping.
Mu Ziping gripped the hilt of his sword, his face contorted with excitement as years of suppressed hatred were unmistakably etched across his features.
