3387 A Backhand Slap

Mu Xingchen stood up and said coldly, "Young Master Qi is indeed formidable. I, Mu Xingchen, would like to experience Young Master Qi's excellent skills."

Qi Fang's eyes flickered slightly. The name of Mu Xingchen, who in the Three Continents didn't know it? He was the most outstanding genius young master of the Mu family, even more so than Mu Rouxuan. It was rumored that this Young Master Mu was already a Profound-grade Talisman Master, and his cultivation had broken through to the Divine Realm, making him a very powerful cultivator himself. Qi Fang naturally wasn't confident he could defeat such a person.

Old Zhong chuckled, "I wouldn't dare, I wouldn't dare. Our Young Master Qi is only the thirty-third-ranked young man in the Qi family. Since Young Master Mu says he wants to instruct him, we can only accept."

His words made Mu Jingfeng and the others' faces turn very grim. This fellow repeatedly emphasized that Qi Fang was merely a rank-thirty-three underling. Even if Mu Xingchen were to make a move against him, given Young Master Mu's status, even a victory would be considered an unfair win. If, by chance, Young Master Mu were to lose, that would truly be an utter disgrace.

"Put her down," a cold voice emerged from behind Mu Lixiang.

Mu Lixiang turned her head and saw the Little Crown Princess standing expressionlessly behind them, having arrived at some unknown moment. She was frowning as she looked at Mu Yuanyuan, who was still bleeding from her nose and mouth, and pointed to an empty space nearby. Mu Lixiang didn't understand why, but seeing Mu Jingrui quickly nod to her, she obeyed and, with help, laid Mu Yuanyuan down beside them.

Qiao Mu took a step forward and squatted down, taking out a needle pouch and giving Mu Yuanyuan two acupuncture needles. Then, she took out a bottle of medicinal liquid and fed her a mouthful. She placed the medicinal liquid in Mu Lixiang's hand. "Feed her another mouthful tonight. Tomorrow and the day after, once in the morning and once in the evening. Her internal injuries will be healed in three days."

Mu Lixiang looked at her with some surprise. She looked down at Mu Yuanyuan and indeed saw her complexion had improved significantly. She was overjoyed and repeatedly thanked her, "Thank you, Crown Princess, for your treatment." The Little Crown Princess's medical skills were truly remarkable. Just two casual needles and a mouthful of medicinal liquid, and Yuanyuan's complexion was already much better.

Old Zhong, watching the medicinal liquid bottle in Mu Lixiang's hand, his eyes flickered twice. He suddenly spoke, "This young lady, could that medicine bottle in your hand..."

Mu Lixiang glared at him vigilantly and casually put the medicine bottle into her inner world. Then, ignoring Old Zhong entirely, she directly called for people to carry Mu Yuanyuan. The group then lifted Mu Yuanyuan and left the banquet hall.

Old Zhong's expression deepened, inscrutable. His hawk-like eyes stared coldly in the direction Mu Lixiang and the others had left, and he let out a cold snort from his nose. His gaze then, exasperated, fell upon the Little Crown Princess. "Who is this?"

Qiao Mu couldn't be bothered to respond. With a flicker of her body, she was already standing on the martial arts stage, her eyes flashing like cold, electric light. "I'll compete with you on behalf of my elder brother."

Qi Fang looked at the young girl, sculpted like an ice statue, and a spark flashed across his eyes in an instant. "Little girl, you're delicate and weak. Don't cry if you lose."

As Qi Fang's teasing remark fell, a jade talisman leaped out with a whoosh, flying straight towards him. The powerful binding talisman force, like a spiderweb, instantly enveloped his entire body, causing Qi Fang's expression to change instantly.